Behold a bed of golden sand
Upon it lies a sea of empty shells
The dream of life on earth dissolving fast
Like a world painted in aquarelles
Yet in this a time there’s no room for despair, for
There’s more to this than what meets the eye
Dispute no more over right and wrong, for
The song of hope is but a single cry
A prayer for the right to be loved
Despite all our prior sins
No one shall cast a stone now, for
If the song is dead, nobody wins
«Who is this?»
You call me Gabriel
I’m a rider on a white horse
The tide is rising now
Make haste and set your course
Don’t wait for the break of dawn, for
The sun isn’t gonna rise today, but
Don’t worry, all is well
In its place the moon will light the way
And from the morrow till the end of time
Both the sun and moon alike will reign
It is by the hand of man, not the will of God
That any lamb was ever slain
But for the love of life and a life of love
Let there be no blood shed tonight
The only way to win this coming trial
Is to yield your arms, and put up no fight