Now, hordes of fools drag the black chariot of war Raising clouds of dust, erasing the path and the horizons We believe every man deserves a land That treats him kindly, without blame A firm place where he can raise his song to the sky To summon the light of dawn, day after day We seek a light on the horizon To lift our heads and row again, and row again We are just strings of pearls And we need a loving touch Like castaways clinging to driftwood Chasing a light on the horizon Like one who dares the impossible Following dreams, following a vision We are the ones who won't return The roads behind us fade away We stand bare before the face of the Sun As we slowly drift away We fight and fall, through the ever-changing tides of time Raising our gaze towards the horizon line Caught in the endless cycle of wars, we cope Hanging on the unsteady wings of hope On the wings of hope We believe every man deserves a land That treats him kindly, without blame A firm place where he can raise his song to the sky To summon the light of dawn, day after day Like fleeting sparkles on the waves We are nothing and we are the horizon Like seagulls ruffled by the winds Waiting to steal minutes from the Sun Like starlings, we draw anagrams in the sky As the daylight fades away We draw anagrams in the sky, as we drift away We fight and fall and dream and build unstable vessels To carry our restless souls across the oceans Caught in the endless cycle of wars, we cope Hanging on the unstable wings of hope On the wings of hope We believe every man deserves a land That treats him kindly, without blame A firm place where he can raise his song to the sky To summon the light of dawn, day after day