At last the choice is clear
At last the dream is near
When these troubles subside in the dust of time
At last the night is free
At last the way is Thee
When these troubles subside in the dust of time
Well there's a bug in my eye
And there's bats in my mind
All these souls dream to fly
And in the sky they will find
The dust of time
At last the space is safe
At last the fear is chafe
When these troubles subside in the dust of time
At last the gate is gold
At last the end is told
When these troubles subside in the dust of time
Well there's a bug in my eye
And there's bats in my mind
All these souls dream to fly
And in the sky they will find
The dust of time
And the dreams of men
Like swirling waves
Make mountains quake
And seas turn red
But the plans of God
Heed not to gods
And the doors of fate
Like dreams await