(fisher / reid)      We'll hoist a hand, becalmed upon a troubled sea   'make haste to your funeral,' cries the valkyrie   We'll hoist a hand or drown amidst this stormy sea   'here lies a coffin,' cries the cemetery, it calls to me   And all for nothing quite in vain was hope forever tossed   No thoughts explained, no moments gained, all hope forever lost   One moment's space, one moment's final fall from grace   Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire      We'll hoist a hand, becalmed upon a troubled sea   I fear a mighty wave is threatening me   We'll hoist a hand, or drown amidst this stormy sea   'come follow after,' cry the humble, 'you will surely see ...'   But still for nothing quite in vain was hope forever tossed   No moments gained, no thoughts explained, all hope forever lost   One moment's space, one moment's final fall from grace   Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire