Phil Collins
Firth of Fifth
[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
The path is clear, though no eyes can see
The course laid down long before
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen
Though many times they've seen the way to leave

[Verse 2]
He rides majestic, past homes of men
Who care not or gaze with joy
To see reflected there
The trees, the sky, the lily fair
The scene of death is lying just below

[Bridge]
The mountain cuts off the town from view
Like a cancer growth is removed by skill
Let it be revealed
A waterfall, his madrigal
An inland sea, his symphony
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na

[Verse 3]
Undinal songs urge the sailors on
Till lured by the sirens' cry
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
Now as the river dissolves in sea
So Neptune has claimed another soul
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen
Until the shepherd leads his flock away

[Outro]
The sands of time were eroded by
The river of constant change