Time, gleaned in jars of adamant A moment lasts eternal innocence Unknown reveries in solemn grace An untold solace in embrace Time is whispering all alone. And when the birds in their rows Are letting me all alone Oh what a joy to behold My wings yet unfurled... alone And tired as we are now We can't follow the sparrows And their promised land Lies solitary in the sand And we're singing higher vows... alone And when the birds in their rows Are letting me all alone Oh what a joy to behold My wings yet unfurled... alone And when the birds in their rows Are letting me all alone Oh what a joy to behold My wings yet unfurled... alone