[00:28.200]The drums are quiet, horns are high
[00:36.289]We say farewell to the old sky
[00:44.333]The sun is breaking through the clouds
[00:50.178]We are the unbowed, mighty crowds
[01:00.533]The ancient sails are rising slow
[01:08.600]We feel the breeze begin to blow
[01:16.644]The shore we loved is growing small
[01:24.778]We hear the new beginning call
[01:32.844]The final wave has kissed the shore
[01:40.978]A thousand wings begin to soar
[01:49.044]I feel the past turn into gold
[01:54.800]My heart is light, my story bold
[02:00.400]The final wave has kissed the shore
[02:10.589]A thousand wings begin to soar
[02:21.300]I trade the dust for open skies
[02:27.078]A stronger voice begins to rise
[03:05.589]The ancient sails are rising slow
[03:13.589]We feel the breeze begin to blow
[03:21.567]The shore we loved is growing small
[03:29.656]We hear the new beginning call
[03:37.678]The final wave has kissed the shore
[03:42.033]A thousand wings begin to soar
[03:51.567]I feel the past turn into gold
[03:59.456]My heart is light, my story bold
[04:05.344]The final wave has kissed the shore
[04:15.811]A thousand wings begin to soar
[04:25.700]I trade the dust for open skies
[04:33.811]A stronger voice begins to rise