An angel face is smiling … again

Another man is lying. ... again

Somewhere, a sound of thunder … again

A heart is torn asunder … and then

The moon is slowly rising ... again,

A lover's lonely crying … again,

Somewhere, a child's screaming … again,

The gods of old are weeping ... for men.

And in my home I lie asleep,

And dream a dream I wish to keep

A world free of sorrow and pain,

A world with no tainted stain.

This dream is mine, to have and hold,

And to pass on when I grow old,

I know one day,

We'll find a way,

Our folly be but tales told.

Another day is rising … again

The morning light is shining … again

Somewhere, a woman's crying … again

A warrior is dying … and then

The widow he had married … again

A father now is buried … again

His child's tortured sleeping … again

The gods of old are screaming … at men.

And in my home I lie asleep,

And dream a dream I wish to keep

A world free of sorrow and pain,

A world with no tainted stain.

This dream is mine, to have and hold,

And to pass on when I grow old,

I know one day,

We'll find a way,

Our folly be but tales told.

Nothing will remain

Nothing but the pain

Are we all to blame?

Yes!...

Who will lead the way?

Will we live another day?

Is my hope all in vain?

… No

An angel face is smiling … again

A new born child is crying - again

Somewhere, the sound of laughter … again

Now, and ever after … and then

Two hearts are wound together … again

A pledge that lasts forever …again

Another life is born … again

… But the gods of old still morn … for men.