This Distant Land

This distant land is new to me
Yet sacred all the same
The past is but a memory
Where echoes call my name

And far behind me lies a time
When I could barely see
When I could only halfway climb
The smallest of the trees

And I have seen a thousand years
Pass by in disarray
And watched the moon light fallen tears
That grace the light of day

And all are lost who disbelieve
That time cannot be saved
That Love cannot be bottled up
And taken past the grave