Steve Hackett - Firth Of Fifth Lyrics
The path is clear, though no eyes can see
The course laid down long beforeAnd so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their penThough many times they've seen the way to leaveHe rides majestic, past homes of menWho care not or gaze with joyTo see reflected there, the trees, the sky, the lily fairThe scene of death is lying just belowThe mountain cuts off the town from viewLike a cancer growth is removed by skillLet it be revealedA waterfall, his madrigalAn inland sea, his symphonyUndinal songs urge the sailors on'Till lured by the siren's cry...Now as the river dissolves in seaSo Neptune has claimed another soulAnd so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their penUntil the shepherd leads his flock awayThe sands of time were eroded byThe river of constant change