With journals filled
And stillness still
They'll wait until
The pages are spoken
Perceptions spurned
On pathways yearned
Direction turned
As nightfall has broken
Wait
Woolgathering,
Straight
Unravelling
Past illusions bring a tear no more
Another room
To visit soon
A certain gloom
That has no dominion
And truth will bring
An offering
Of everything
Yet change no opinion?
Wait
Woolgathering,
Straight
Unravelling
Past illusions bring a tear no more
Past illusions bring a tear no more
Where is thy sting
Or victory
We shall not sleep as
Music is sounding
While dreaming of
We rise above
In promised love
We're always abounding
Wait
Woolgathering
Straight
Unravelling
What was aimless seeks a target now
Past illusions bring a tear no more
Past illusions bring a tear no more
Past illusions bring a tear no more