Lyrics

This is my church It stands so tall, proud It has done for all times It has no walls Yet its vast halls Reach from shore to shore To whatever shore You know as your own We stand as one, we stand alone And we are born From the same womb Hewn from the same stone And from the frozen Baltic I watched sunrise over Athena Walked the battlefields of Flanders And saw duskfall at Sintra And beneath the Spires of Sofia And fields of crosses at Arnhem Armenius stood tall in Teuteborg Senatus Populusque Romanus And to the fjords of Hordaland And shadows of ancient Albion And to the shore of a 1000th lake Saint Vitus dance in Praha And yet when to Ireland we Return I know that I am home at last And with every sun that sets It takes me closer to her Earth To whatever shore You know as your own We stand as one, we stand alone