Hope stretches out his feather'd wings,
From amidst the shadow,
From the depths of deep earth springs,
from the clouded meadow.

Hope stretches out his feather'd wings,
Sets off in flight,
He soars the skies, his soul sings,
All's light 'n bright.

Hope he kvells with each moment
of the rushing of the wind
as the gods rich bestowment
as the music of woodwind

There's darkness down below but
His eyes are focused high,
It seemed the heavens were closed shut
But now they're open wide.

The rains are rainbows golden,
Showering iridescence,
There was darkness down below but
It's part of Omnipresence.

The rising, silent musics
Glide in cerulean thrill,
The darkness down below was
but the shadow of green hill.