Firth Of Fifth - Genesis, Phil Collins, Peter Gabriel

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

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

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

Undinal songs urge the sailors on

'Till lured by the siren’s cry…

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

The sands of time were eroded by The river of constant change