Paradise Lost

(Album: Love Is Forever - 1965)

Look at the golden dawn, see the sunset on the silver thorn
Just remember, it was all for you and me
High on the ragged hill, He was dying and he's dying still
Ohh, my Lord, You were born to set men free

And the mission bells are ringing
As the prisoner finds release
And the love we knew is returning
Like wild geese

And the signal fires are burning
For the everlasting peace
And the love we knew is returning
Like wild geese

Only the closest heart could believe that love's a dying art
After all the hungry mouths he fed
Eyes of the gentle one looked for the kindness
But they gave him none, not a sip of wine or a crust of bread