Flight of the Moorglade
And the slightest confrontation
Was dissolved before the start
Each man
Belonged
To each as one clear hand
Asking only comfort creation
He divided to the least
Each man
Open
Set sights to new lands
And do remember you
The first to venture
First to gain
Exploring daylight
Clearer than the Talloplanic views
And there they were inside
The Moorglade to move and to chant
All through force to position
As rhythm raced inside the ship came alive
And was struck to the soul of perception
And raised our head to space
Beyond all the mass and the mountains
The sun they were headed
Headed
Word of life rejoice the sunlight
Course the flower to open wide
Open
They ride
Climb into the dark sky
Such a moment kindly lingered
They set sail from Tallowcross...
(A light to lead you
Is taken from the massland to the East
As words are spoken
All courage be the token
As the feast)
Wide eyed removing
The precious moment we have seen...
