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