Across the Centuries

Slowly the artist’s hands
Give life to clay and sand
To tell a story from a distant land Across the centuries

Packed aboard to sail away
Heaving over salt and spray
Towards a future distant day
Across the centuries

Wake to a new world (starting over) Where the old meets the new
Where our dreams become the truth Where we are the witnesses
To the histories of our time
Across the centuries

Ship ahoy we’re going down
Tearing screaming roaring sounds Down to wait until we’re found
Across the centuries.....

Back to life, we breathe again
The air of a different where and when To tell the story of back then
Across the centuries

Wake to a new world .....

Live again, breathe again, live again Across the centuries

Slowly into your hands
Free at last from beneath the sand
To tell the story from a distant land Across the centuries

Wake to a new world....

Across the centuries

Wake to a new day (starting over)
You can feel it in the touch
We can tell you so much
We can share with you the secrets of The histories of our time

Wake to a new world
Across the centuries

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