Eternal Horizon

{slow swell of church organ and analog synth pads} {warm

tape saturation hiss} {gentle fingerstyle acoustic guitar enters} Does the morning light

ever grow cold?

Or is the gold

forever gold?

Do the gardens expand beyond the gate

Or is it static,

bound to wait? (hmmmmm)

Is there a clock winding down in the sky

Or is it a moment that never passes by?

Does Heaven change like the seasons we knew

Or is it forever one shade of blue?

(ohhh) Do they paint new stars on the ceiling high

To keep from growing tired of the sky?

Or is the beauty of the peace

we seek

An endless breath

upon the cheek?

{pedal steel swell} If there is no

time

How can a river

run?

If there is no

dark

How do we know the

sun?

{dynamic crescendo of strings and drums} Is there a clock winding down

in the sky

Or is it a moment that never passes by?

Does Heaven change like the seasons we knew

Or is it forever one shade of blue?

(forever blue) Or is it forever...

Unchanging... (ahhhh)

{strings fade out} {church organ sustained

chord decays} {final acoustic

guitar pluck}