[Verse 1] Before the sun had named the hills, Before the birds rehearsed their songs, A whisper moved across the dark And called my sleeping soul along. [Verse 2] I woke beneath a turning sky, A stranger to the gift of breath, A spark suspended for a while Between the mysteries of birth and death. [Chorus] Awake, awake, The morning wheel is turning, Awake, awake, The lamp of life is burning. [Instrumental] [Verse 3] No map was given for the road, No answer for the stars above, Only the dawn, the wind, the earth, And the fragile ache of love. [Chorus] Awake, awake, The morning wheel is turning, Awake, awake, The lamp of life is burning. [Outro] Only the dawn, the wind, the earth, And the fragile ache of love.
