Reflections in an empty mirror, Floating worlds that come and go,

Where rivers run down to the ocean, And the rising tide meets with the flow,

Fire on the joyous lake, Thunder roars the cauldron boils,

In the morning when we wake, Where angels weep and men will toil,

White water rivers roar from mountain sides, White -capped waves upon the sea,

I will cross the stormy ocean, That keeps my love away from me,

Fire on the joyous lake, Thunder roars the cauldron boils,

In the morning when we wake, Where angels weep and men will toil,

I will build me a boat with crimson sail, And voyage far from sight of land,

Among the sounding silver whales, Where danger lurks on every hand,

Fire on the joyous lake, Thunder roars the cauldron boils,

In the morning when we wake, Where angels weep and men will toil,

Night birds cry and morning doves, Bring olive branches from the shore,

Embrace me now, O light of love, Stay with me forevermore,

Fire on the joyous lake, Thunder roars the cauldron boils,

In the morning when we wake, Where angels weep and men will toil,

Fire on the joyous lake, Thunder roars the cauldron boils,

In the morning when we wake, Where angels weep and men will toil,