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