Blow howling wind, beat on fragile heart.
Opening your eyes wonu0027t tear us apart.
This was the year our fathers fell down.
All that we once held lay broke upon the ground.
And the crowds they disappeared, the scaffold removed.
The circle was drawn around me and you.

Oh, Wild Gods, donu0027t hide
No more from me, donu0027t hide.
Oh, Wild Gods, donu0027t hide
No more from me, donu0027t hide.
Welcome to the after time.

So a child learns to walk and learns wrong from right.
You hold his little hand. You sing to her at night.
Then year folds into year, and pretty soon theyu0027re off.
You did the best you could. You hope it was enough.
u0027Cause in the end the tide will wash that castle clean.
The smooth patch of sand is more than what it seems.

Oh, Wild Gods, donu0027t hide
No more from me, donu0027t hide.
Oh, Wild Gods, donu0027t hide
No more from me, donu0027t hide.
Welcome to the after time.

So, all the masks come off, what now do we believe?
A man is just a man, just trying to breathe.
With all our different fears and all our different fights.
And all the time we waste in this our only life.
So beat on fragile heart and blow howling wind.
u0027Cause every moment, dear, a new world begins.

Oh, Wild Gods, donu0027t hide
No more from me donu0027t hide.
Oh, Wild Gods, donu0027t hide
No more from me donu0027t hide.
Welcome to the after time.
Welcome to the after time.