Here, there and everywhere we've been Knowing nothing can we know at all Nothing, everything what can it mean For a moment You were seen, you came and then High on every mountain, in the valleys low Voices carried on the wind that call your name Rumbling thunder on the distant plain All the pieces in the game, you came and then Stories ever told, yearning for an end Look to the beginning for the key Pages ever turned, pieces that remain Of a future history Calling all who listen, it's calling me I can hear a sound of music never known Touching every motion, the breath of Life For a moment we were shown, we're not alone Stories ever told, yearning for an end Look to the beginning for the key Pages ever turned, pieces that remain Of a future history