[Verse 1] We put him in the stone beside the road Nobody tells you where the sleeping go I kept my palm against the cold-cut name Till the small lamp gave out and the wind came And further down they tore their hair and cried For a man with no morning on the other side [Pre-Chorus] Then a hand in Corinth bent above a page One reed, one flame, one word they had to send And they read it in the upper room that night And the floor of all my grief gave way to light [Chorus] The cloud comes open over the water A shout, a voice, a trumpet in the deep The stones go white where our own are sleeping They come up first - they were never ours to keep We are children of the day [Verse 2] The slabs stand open in a field of white They come up whole, they come up in the light Nobody ruined, nobody undone Only the sleepers sitting up at the sound And he turns, and the scar above his eye is the one [Chorus] The cloud comes open over the water The gate swings wide and the road runs bare We are not taken - we are going out to meet Him Past the last stone and up into the air We are children of the day [Bridge] No one is given the hour, no one is given the day It comes like a thief on the stair - no lock, no sound, no warning They were laying out the tables, they were saying we are safe When it turned on them the way the labour turns at morning And there was nowhere left to go [Verse 3] One lamp in one window on a street of shuttered black We were awake, we were dressed, we were not taken by surprise And the sun came over the hill and we were already walking east With the whole of the morning standing in our eyes The watch was kept, the fire was down to ash And the ones still sleeping slept behind their doors [Pre-Chorus] So buckle the plain bronze across your chest Call it faith, call it love - it is the same And set the helmet on, because it is the hope And no empire on earth gave us our name [Chorus] The cloud comes open over the water The stones go white and the road runs gold We were never appointed to the wrath that's coming Waking or sleeping, we are His to hold We are children of the day We are children of the day [Outro] So say it to each other in the morning Say it again, say it till it's true The stone is only stone now in the grass And I am holding on to you