(lyrics by Jim Crichton)  Far down below  He could see the scars  Left from the night before  Shadows of strength  That once stood firmly  Now laying in waste everywhere  An echo of planned  Resistant pounding  Still hanging thick in the air  A sudden arrival  No sound of warning  No time, no time  To prepare  As the clouds  Continued to open  Each vision was hard to believe  A horizon  Minimal motion  As far as the eye could see  His yesterday held  So much promise  His today only misbelief  And now the task of reconstruction  Salvaging all they could see  Can you say there's no regrets?