Текст песни The Ananda Project - Cascades Of Colour

And at sunrise,
And at sunset,
But when night falls,
But the music

And at sunrise,
And at sunset,
But when night falls,
But the music

And at sunrise,
(Cascades of color slip
right through your
hands)
And at sunset,
(Your castles in the past
turn back into sand)
But when night falls,
(You'll find you're
swept away with no
helping hand)
But the music
(The music gives you beacon
back to dry land)