[Music & Aydan]
before the new born kind
There is a song, taken far by the
A rhyme of poets, a in a dream The has gone, to another realm
Stand the new born kind
As young and fresh as the in bloom The is telling stories little is a gain Tells of joy, it tells of
Pathfinders...searching for new We are pathfinders!
Rulers of a reign without and crown "Thou shall be done!" beyond our Wondering, seeking and the unbeaten Face future from the past
Lay down no to the you can do in your hand, look up to the All we are gathering, shall we not We'll hold (we'll on) we will meet time my dear old friend
Singing our song, we went We plunged into a deeply track May the stars Upon the end of road, now you tide
Stand before the new born
As young and fresh as the Spring in The song is stories Every little is a of joy, it tells of pain
Pathfinders...searching for We are pathfinders!
Rulers of a reign without and crown "Thou will be done!" our bounds Wondering, and roaming the paths Face future learning from the
Lay no bounds to the you can do in your hand, look up to the All we are gathering, shall we not We'll hold (we'll on) we will again time my dear old friend
If you can't express what you within Remember not only can speak If a pen killed than sword Let tune be your own word!
A new begins each time (hear my call) You draw lotsfor new to find We are willing to the chance
Lay no bounds... [Solos: Aydan,