Rich

There’s a country that no one’s found yet

Somehow I seem to know about it

There’s a melody that no one’s sung yet

It’s faint, but I can hear it echoing

I’ve never been alone

But I‘ve never felt at home

Isn’t it strange that everyone feels this?

Try and name it, try to forget

There is something more that I desire but I cannot become yet

Still I'm haunted, I feel the ache

There’s a thousand joys that show me home but never let me stay

I have sailed across the sea, I’ve seen the ocean floor

But I cannot become the tide and battle with the shore

I know there must be something more

I can feel the winds are rushing, I hear them in the trees

But I cannot race through the sky and wrestle with the leaves

But I hope that this won’t always be

Someday soon we shall put on the Sun

Not the one we see, that’s just a sketch of what’s to come

Earth and sky are coming to their end

We will wear the glory they had always hinted at

I have sailed across the sea and seen the ocean floor

But I cannot become the tide and battle with the shore

I’ve always known there’s something more

I can feel the winds are rushing, I hear them in the trees

But I cannot race through the sky and wrestle with the leaves

But I know that it won’t always be this way!