"Lay down...
...your sweet and weary head.

Night is falling,
You've come to journeys end.

Sleep now,

Dream of the ones who came before ...

They are calling from across the distant shore.

Why do you weep?

What are these tears upon your face?

Soon you will see ...
...all of your tears will pass away.

Safe in my arms.
You're only sleeping.

What can you see... on the horizon?

Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea ...
... a pale moon rises.

The ships have come to carry you home.

All will turn to silver glass.
A light on the water.
All souls pass.

Hope fades into the world of night.
Though shadows falling ...
...out of memory and time.

Don't say: we have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and I will meet again.

And you'll be here in my arms ...

... just sleeping.

What can you see... on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea ...
... a pale moon rises.
The ships have come to carry you home.
All will turn to silver glass.
Grey ships pass.
Into The West."

Into The West by Annie Lennox