"Like an ancient day and I'm on trial; let them seize the way, this once was an island. And I could not stay for I believed them; left for the lights always in season.

Impassable night in a crowd of homesick fully grown children, you'll leave the lights. Your family may not wait, Sir, keep on believing; our parents rue the day, they find us kneeling let them think what they may, for they've good reason; left for the lights always in season."