Evermore - The Quill

In my space no rockets ride

Only echoes of a laughter, in my space

Well, inside myself a river screams

And the rapid-flowing water

Fills my head

How long until it’s time to leave

How far to what I plead for

How many days to evermore

Is it grand, the sight before you

Yeah the valley of salvation, is it grand

If you’re long gone out in nowhere

You still can pick up all the pieces

Thou' you’re long gone