On the altar under the sun
You may belive though he?ll never come
Across the emptiness
To soothe your loneliness
To fill the hearts so hollow
To ease the seeking souls

On a rock under the sun
You may belive though They?ll never come
Across the emptiness
To soothe your loneliness
To fill the hearts so hollow
To ease the seeking souls

In here somewhere
Turning and turning again
Idols in the making
We?re not the ends of everything
In here nowhere
Turning and turning again
A spirit in time
A soul craving to be recognised

Forever wrecked on the shores of solitude
The rapture of the sun the calm of the moon
On the edge of emptiness
Once meaningful is meaningless
One wonderous beast no more no less
Here i dwell in the core locus of consciousness