Pickering Pick

Another Golden Day
When I was young, I stood astride; the mountains, oh they'd moved asideAnd my thoughts began to ??? and ??? would reconcileAnd lonely ships, they'd move at pace from overseas to every placeMy fearless eyes were ever raised to see the final battles wageWhen I was young, the day was long and the evening was a distant sunA manuscript of paper wrapped in boxes all forever trappedA light absorbed phenomenon that's in the furthest places thoughtBy making ??? of white, we managed to destroy the nightWhen I was young, I turned my hand to building cities out of sandAnd castles whose foundation formed, the earth from which my faith is bornThe powerless will fly away and give remembrance to this dayBy furious love and service ???, another golden day is broughtWhen I was young, with bountiess grace my adversary I embracedWhose broad defenses I exalt, suspicion was his only faultWith arms outstretched he kept apart the love and fear within his heartThough long he stood with out a friend, my fight was stronger in the endWhen I was young, I understood that being angry does no goodBut still I fought against my will, the visions that I sought to killAssuming that I was alone, I fought the demon on my ownBut I was young and had no fear, I did not know my death was near From Letras Mania