Same old story came and went
Gone like the words it wasted, and told as the time it spent
Like the ones passing by all forgotten for why or what they meant
Just a blank page that still remains, and a lasting hymn

Gone, she's gone, her wind has blown
Further away from the winters that made her feel so alone
And all she remembers of distant Decembers chilled to the bone
Can just fade like the old false loves
For she hears a tune calling like a holy morning song

Say my peace, say my glory, say my love say my song
Say my peace, say my glory, say my love said my so o nnng

Where oh where did your songbird fly
Effortlessly on the seven great seas and the wailing sky
Is she sleeping or alone and weeping and wondering why
Through the silence a song can be born and survive

But somehwere she hears that sweet reprise
Calling like a long lost love with sleep upon his weary eyes
And complete disregard for the longwinded hardships and gone goodbyes
For the love that remains is clear as that lasting hymn
Singin like a holy morning song

Say my peace, say my glory, say my love say my song
Say my peace, say my glory, say my love said my so o nnng

Just like the morning bells tolling
And the dreams that were restlesssly stolen
And the light still shining
On the souls that were broken before
And a voice is calling
Calling them home, calling them home

After all the tides have tamed
Silences broken and the stories half spoken but yet unnamed
I'll be painfully sure of the ones that endure and are unashamed
As the breath of a lasting hymn so soft and true and mercifully
Calling back again