From the well of Origo
The serpent of aeons flow
We have given you a name
Stream of Time you are called
From the depths of the earth
You flow straight through our lives
Like the stars adrift as guiding points
You drift also from your source
Always rolling on and on
Is there a purpose at your core?
If my words in solitude could have
Lingered in these rooms
Here visits may have been longer
Despite my efforts to bend the flow
It's me that stretches thin
So tranquil is your surface
Everything is at peace, in your image
The calmness in your pace
May easily fool our minds
And you may turn upon us, turn upon us
Always out of reach and always in the mirror
You run wild and far, the sky within your mirror
Always out of reach and always in the mirror
You run wild and far, the sky within your mirror
You run wild and far
And by your banks we may find rest at last
Our common life is all there is
Your soul equals our reflections
Constantly you drift past us
With us, beneath us
Upstream, downstream
You run wild and far
And by your banks we may find rest at last
Our common life is all there is
Your soul equals our reflections
Constantly you drift past us
With us, beneath us
You run wild and far
And by your banks we may find rest at last
Our common life is all there is
Your soul equals our reflections
Constantly you drift past us
With us, beneath us
Upstream, downstream
You run wild and far
And by your banks we may find rest at last
Our common life is all there is
Your soul equals our reflections
Constantly you drift past us
With us, beneath us