Wilderun - The Dying Californian lyrics

Lay up nearer, brother, nearer For my limbs are growing old And thy presence seemeth nearer When thine arms around me fold I am dying, brother, dying Soon you'll miss me in your berth For my form will soon be lying 'neath the oceans briny surf Tell my father when you see him That in death i prayed for him Prayed that i might only meet him In a world that's free of sin Tell my mother, god assist her Now that she is growing old That her child would glad have kissed her When his lips grew pale and cold Will you gain what i've lost? On this broken journey of trust Carry my soul back homе Paint me the land of our childhood Tell mе of love in their hearts Show me the strength of our fathers As you linger while i depart And if death does not shine behind the white clouds Harness my one final breath Let it sweep cross the plains of their memories And give wind to their sails as they venture into the dark Can you grasp it my loyal brother? Oh please help me. i can't find the way Will the wind whisper of glory's road? Or will the skies shiver as this tales tragedy unfolds? As the seas fall away, i hear A child's voice led astray Father, the legends you passed down to me They have not saved me the fate i've met I've gathered your spark for their eyes to see Can they light the candles we've left? Silhouette stained in their minds Cursed figure leaves them blind Let go of this pain She will still remain Hear them speak your name Listen brother, catch each whisper Tis my wife i speak of now Tell oh tell her how i missed her When the fever burned my brow Tell her she must kiss my children Like the kiss i last impressed Hold them as when last i held them Held them closely to my chest Drown my pride with the blood i've given My selfish fear has despairful, tired eyes If you catch them the flames forbidden I can let the haunting storm subside Through the beckoning, frozen horizon A golden beam casts its life 'cross the earth It was for them i crossed the ocean What my hopes were i will not tell But they gained an orphan's portion Yet he doth all things well Tell them i have reached the haven Where i sought the precious dust And i gained a port called heaven Where the gold will never rust