

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