We give our voice to songs and whispers
And know what life is worth
In peace there's all the past
And sorrow clings to angry questions
When the worlds come tumbling down
A dance of ghosts and ragged dreams
Spinning 'round, spinning 'round, spinning 'round
If we could remember the power of the light
That cripple prayers are sometimes answered
And hope survives the night
And hope survives the night, the night