Shaping a Fragile Utopia

Cast your eyes to behold me...
 Another day comes to swallow the stars
 Morning takes hold and shapes the things to come
 I can't recover life before my wish to fly
 Feathers falling slowly... gray like the clouds which blanket sky
 A discord rises and echoes with one voice
 Nothing comes from passive means
 Not having learned to live
 I will wait for you
 Cast your eyes to behold me
 Mother of creation
 Forger of light
 Bringer of darkness
 Born into light... and into darkness
 An enigma of twisted fate
 Born into light...
 A heart beats
 Breathing life is no simple thing
 Blooming Earth takes her steps slowly
 Cautiously dreaming of years unchanging
 All I can do now is comfort her pain
 When the requiem is sung for each new day
 When all things undone... I will return
 Cast your eyes to behold me...
 We grow old within the womb... all is undone
 Cast your eyes to behold me
 Mother of creation
 Forger of light
 Bringer of darkness