In Power We Entrust The Love Advocated

Sail on silver wings

through this storm

what fortune love may bring

back to my arms again

the love of a former golden age.

I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.

For, now that wheels are turning,

I find my faith deserting me...

This night is filled with cries of

dispossesed children in search of Paradise.

A sign of unresolved ambition

drives the pinwheel on and on

I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.

When memory bears witness to

the innocence, consumed in dying rage!

The way lies through our love;

there can be no other means to the end,

or keys to my heart...

you will never find.

You will never find!