Or have seen the flickers of a better tomorrow Or have seen the flickers of a better tomorrow

And the bricks hang from the walls of the once-mighty castle. And the bricks hang from the walls of the once-mighty castle.

That sometimes flickers but never dies. That sometimes flickers but never dies.

For it is an empty landscape awaiting That lonely meadow it so desires. For it is an empty landscape awaiting That lonely meadow it so desires.