O'er - Jon Anderson

O’er the green mountains

'n o’er the green valleys

The bluebird of faith sails far off to the shore

She sleeps in the breeze of the coming love

The homelands of Eireland

So many times on the clouds of forgiveness

We walk through the country to feel so at ease

A gentle reminder how things really are

In the homelands of love

So the bluebird will fly o’er the world 'n the stars

In the moonlight she prays for forgiveness that’s ours

Only now can she rest from the singing of songs and

The freedom of love

We awake from a slumbe, an age to receive

A way of forgiving, a planting of seds

Watching the trees

And the flowering of truth

Spread all over the world

So the bluebird will fly o’er the world 'n the stars

In the moonlight she prays for forgiveness that’s ours

Only now can she rest from the singing of songs and

The freedom of love

O’er the green mountains

'n o’er the green valleys

The bliuebird of faith sails far off to the shore

She sleeps on the breeze of the coming of love

The homelands of Eireland