Fragments (Splinter)

See the faces etched in stone

The frozen faces of multitudes

The songs of youth that sing forever

Immortal thoughts of a myriad of souls

That echo forth and on forever and on forever

All great things to come onward now

and on forever and onward now

All great things to come

Immortal thoughts of a myriad of souls

That echo forth like songs of a multitude

And on forever and on forever

Onward now and on forever and onward now

All great things to come

We few, we lucky few

Once more to the breach, dear friends, once more

All great things to come

The hall of ages to welcome them

The cheers of many

The cries of parting souls

The golden years

All great things, all great things

All great things to come

That echo forth and on forever

And onward now, onward forever

And onward now and on forever

Bravest thoughts of futures past

That echo forth and on forever

And onward now, all great things to come

Onward now, on forever, and onward now

All great things to come