Texty: Brendan Perry. Voyage of Bran.

Father, Father
Can you tell me
Where the hours go
Where time flows ?

It is written in the stars
Upon the milky way
We must burn bright
Before we fade away

Mother, Mother
Can you tell me
Where the fire goes
When the flames cease ?

From the ashes, to the astral plain
Where the setting sun meets the sea
Brendan

I live by the river
Where the old Gods still dream
Of inner communion
With the open sea

Through the eye of the hunter
In search of a prey
Neither beast nor human
In my philosophy

If you don't recognise me
Well it's simply because
I've outgrown these old clothes
Time to move on

For you and I will outlive
The masks life gave us
When this shadowplay comes
To a close