Rodney DeCroo Voyager lyrics

Will you understand all the works of my hand,
will never be enough to fill up your empty cup.
Summer rain and summer heat serve to grow harvest wheat,
Shut your eyes now go to sleep, rest assured it will keep.

When you feel no pain, your life has lost its name.
When it comes back 'round again,
you better make it your friend.

Oh Voyager, staring up at the stars,
do you really need to go and take things that far?
Feet on the ground you can hear distant sounds
crystal heavens make, all right here for you to take.

When you feel no pain, your life has lost its name.

When it comes back 'round again,
you better make it your friend.

You claim innocence of everything that went before,
and while that might be true, the choice is your's,
it's only your's,
sometimes you will give, sometimes you will take,
sometimes you will stand, sometimes you will break.

When you feel no pain, your life has lost its name.
When it comes back 'round again,
you better make it your friend