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