Kyle Neal - Golden Shore

Tell the priest there′s nothing you can say or do
Say your heart's been promised to the ocean blue
All your grit won′t keep you safe from what's in store
As you journey out toward celestial shores

Bless the crimson sky laid out before the night
Bless these dirty sails and may they aid your flight
Far away from all that does torment your soul
Far away from all that made your skin grow cold

There before you stretched upon the Golden shore
Stands the Emerald city and the Gates of Lore
There their guardian stands with this eternal book
And the names of all those who one day would look

On the face of him who did create the skies
On the face of him with whom eternity lies
Take a step now brother look him in the eyes
And discover where here your eternity lies