Father, Son & Holy Ghost

You were the dream that survived
 Lost in the darkness of eternity
 You were the hope kept alive
 Embraced by tomorrows that we all could never quite see
 You had a beauty denied
 You were the moment
 But here in this night
 Where your dream carries on
 Never quite there but it's never quite gone
 You are the star that is wished upon
 Forever
 You were the one that believed
 Long past when belief was a memory
 The child time would never concede
 Faith and tomorrow and all of the things that might be
 You had a beauty denied
 A glittering moment
 But here in this night
 Where your dream carries on
 Never quite there but it's never quite gone
 You are the star that is wished upon
 Forever
 We thought evil dead
 Killed by our own sword
 But evil is patient
 'Til the future grows bored
 Do you believe in night
 Does it hold you close
 When you're at your last card
 Pray hard, Father, Son & Holy Ghost
 Still the night rolls on
 Brings you to your knees
 When you look back that far
 Each scar, suddenly just starts to bleed
 The night it keeps burning
 While twisting and turning
 Its way to tomorrow
 Its joys and its sorrows
 Our secrets beneath her
 We drive each stake deeper
 Then offer to barter
 But each deal is harder
 The cloaks we keep changing
 While gliding through weddings
 Of nights to their morning
 Of dreams to their dawning
 While reaching for moments
 The world has forbidden
 The kindness inside them
 So carefully hidden
 The pages keep turning
 But no-one is learning
 They feed them to pyres
 To stoke up their fires
 Of ignorance, apathy
 Forbidding charity
 The flames they grow higher
 Could such be desired
 And Christ and Confucius
 Are all their words useless
 We quote them in fractions
 But not in our actions
 Aurelius, and Hugo
 Auden and Gibran
 The words they have written
 Seem so quickly gone
 For somewhere there's dirt
 That was once reddish mud
 From soaking up liquid
 That was a man's blood
 But both earth and god
 They have deemed to forgive
 So each year in the spring
 New flowers do live
 And of all the authors
 Your favorite was Wilde
 With each timeless story
 All penned with such style
 Of fairytale kingdoms
 Where ogres save children
 And no gardens have walls
 So all children might use them
 And since that's the ending
 You valued the most
 You cling to that card
 Father, Son & Holy Ghost
 Father, Son & Holy Ghost
 Father, Son & Holy Ghost
 Father, Son & Holy Ghost
 Father, Son & Holy...
 But here in this night
 Where your dream carries on
 Never quite there but it's never quite gone
 You are the star that is wished upon
 Forever