Skyfall

Here we thought we'd be,
Lights over rooftops, the visions of sages;
The chorus of the seraphim,
And the workings of the ages.

Cut loose from our moorings,
We drifted out to sea;
The new days were dawning,
Though we saw through heaven, we're so lonely.

Clear out to the golden wood,
We held our white salvation;
Far away on the shore we stood,
And saw our machinations.

Into the depths we swam,
And saw the lonely rain;
There were ghost town from where we ran,
The crops harvesting sea-grain.

These eyes were cast to me, seeing all that was,
I held my breath in vain, seeing I could fly;
I don't think I am lost,
And then I fell into the sky.