

Walking through the stones under the moon No cold shadows here,
we are leaving soon
Every name engraved is a story told Warm memories of a life
of gold
Oh, we dance where the quiet ones lie Laughing back at the
velvet sky No sadness in this holy ground
Just a beautiful, joyful sound (oh-oh-oh)
I remember the old wooden dock And the ticking of a grandfather
clock In another time,
in another frame
I was singing a different name
Oh, we dance where the quiet ones lie Laughing back at the
velvet sky No sadness in this holy ground
Just a beautiful, joyful sound
(yeah, we sing!) Past lives calling out sweet and clear
Nothing to dread, there's no ending here