My End Is My Beginning

Three hundred miles

Lie in my wake

Step in step

And hand in hand

Just three more miles

On a path the tide creates

Will bring me to

Holy Island

And my end is my beginning

For you are making all things new

And in my end when I'll be leaving

Then I will go carrying you

Three hundred miles

Through highlands and glens

Wordless prayers

I don't understand

But infinite miles

And infinite years

You carry me

To holy land

And my end is my beginning

For you are making all things new

And in my end when I'll be leaving

Then I will go carrying you

Oh is this rock held in the ocean a temple where you dwell

Or is every common bush alive with holy fire as well?

And have I been in search of you across these shifting sands

Or have you been tilling the soil to make me holy land?

And my end is my beginning

For you are making all things new

And in my end when I'll be leaving

Then I will go carrying you