INTO THE WEST

Lay down your sweet and weary head 
Night is falling,you have come to journ eys end.
Sleep now,and dream of the ones who came before.
They are calling from across the distant shore.
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will seeall of your fears will pass away,safe in my armsyoure only sleeping.
What can you seeon the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the seaa pale moon risesThe ships have come to carry you home.
Dawn will turnto silver glass A light on the waterAll souls pass.
Hope fadesinto the world of night through shadows falling out of memory and time.
Dont say,"We have come now to the end."
White shores are callingyou and I will meet again.
And youll be here in my armsJust sleeping.
What can can you seeon the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the seaa pale moon risesThe ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turnto silver glassA light on the waterGrey ships pass Into the west.
