On a night as I lay sleeping, in a dream I saw the shore of a distant land where/ Promise lay in wait/ And I heard the sound of voices of a million hungry
: In the darkness I rise, long before the dawn I was dreaming of home and the life I led I can hear the sound, of the engines roar And I crave the embrace
: As the dew turns into frost There is something that I hope will not be lost The leaves will change, they'll start to fall I still wonder if it mattered
: Upon the page, symbolic form, both a miracle and yet the norm The functions clear, sum and difference will soon transform Equations chain, lies in
In the darkness I rise, long before the dawn I was dreaming of home and the life I led I can hear the sound, of the engines roar And I crave the embrace
Upon the page, symbolic form, both a miracle and yet the norm The functions clear, sum and difference will soon transform Equations chain, lies in His
As the dew turns into frost There is something that I hope will not be lost The leaves will change, they'll start to fall I still wonder if it mattered
