Mortal souls

Blended by time and gold

The strong arms that held on

Release the form

Hours crumble monoliths to dust

And hours build monuments to love

And in every tear

The heart of repair

In every tear

The heart of repair

In every tear

The art of repair

Embrace the course this takes

We leave with grace

Hours crumble monoliths to dust

And hours build monuments to love

And in every tear

The hope for repair

In every tear

The hope for repair

In every tear

The dawn of repair

Could it be, could it be, could it be

Too delicate to endure

Could it be, could it be, could it be

More beautiful than before

And wild hearts must

Wild hearts must be