A Sylvan Sign

We're told that the ancient gods have ceased to exist
But deep in the woodland and valleys I hear music
And through the laughing laurels I draw him near
My golden boy sings out for us

Where there are dreams there are rivers
And within his bones and skin, a sylvan sign
And time means nothing and the world subsides
When my golden boy sings at my side

A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign
A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign
A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign
A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign
A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign
A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign
A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign
A sylvan sign, a sylvan sign

We're told that the ancient gods have ceased to exist
But deep in the woodlands and valleys I hear music
And through the laughing laurels I draw him near
My golden boy sings out for us