[Music & Aydan]
before the new born kind
There is a song, far by the winds
A rhyme of poets, a Wrapped in a The elvensong has gone, to another
before the new born kind
As young and fresh as the Spring in The song is stories Every little is a Tells of joy, it of pain
Pathfinders...searching for new We are pathfinders!
Rulers of a reign without and crown "Thou will be done!" our bounds Wondering, seeking and the paths Face future from the past
Lay no bounds to the you can do in your hand, look up to the All we are gathering, shall we not We'll (we'll hold on) we will again This time my dear old
our song, we went abreast We plunged a deeply cloven track May the stars the end of road, now you can't tide
Stand before the new born
As and fresh as the Spring in bloom The is telling stories Every is a gain Tells of joy, it tells of
Pathfinders...searching for We are pathfinders!
Rulers of a reign throne and "Thou will shall be done!" beyond our Wondering, seeking and the unbeaten Face future from the past
Lay no bounds to the you can do in your hand, look up to the All we are gathering, shall we not We'll (we'll hold on) we will again This my dear old friend
If you can't express what you within not only words can speak If a pen killed more sword Let this tune be own word!
A new begins each time (hear my call) You lotsfor new things to find We are willing to endure the
Lay no bounds... [Solos: Aydan,