Peter Koppes - These Three Things lyrics

On and on across this barren land Stumbling, the last of water gone A memory of you melts into sand And love face down lies where it shone "Come with us," I hear the powers say "Even now the perfect day is on its way" "Hail to the seraphic Praise to it all" Do they build it up to knock it down again? Yet it feels so free to be this near the end Out and out adrift it's heavenly Tumbling, crash softly on her bed Turn around find fortune rising steeply Awoke as the dawn and a memory fled Only moonbeams k** when love lies slain A jagged horizon and a bare terrain