Let's All Follow Our Own Roll Call Poem by Mark Heathcote

You see a stream then when you see it
You dream of it. Then when you touch it
Your conscience runs away with it
It follows the golden limes their leaves
Scattered from a dying sun
Unto another world that's where
All the silvery waters run.

It follows its own widening rills
When it dances off the windowsills
Then when we're all glowing in the dark
The moonlight and the stars
Will bailout our emptied hearts
And for a moment we'll feel lost
Glittering we'll all consolidate in the frost

Till then we'll know only the melting
The rainbows that tugged at our hearts
Till then see the streams melting in a dream.
We'll too just slipstream, waiting, waiting
On our own lost life's unimportant sounds to redeem
The sound of a heart beating like fish-flapping
Splashing, plashing the waters upstream, home.

Ooh, ooh, ooh we've got heaven on our side
Let's all soar, let's all climb,

Wave our silver tails above a waterfall
Let's all follow our own roll call.
When you see a stream then when you see it
You dream of it. Then when you touch it
Your conscience runs away with it
It follows the golden limes their leaves
Scattered from a dying sun
Unto another world that's where
All our silvery waters run.

Ooh, ooh, ooh we've got heaven on our side
Let's all soar, let's all climb,

Wave our silver tails above a waterfall
Let's all follow our own roll call.
Let's all soar, let's all climb,
Ooh, ooh, ooh we've got heaven on our side
Let's all soar, let's all climb,
Let's all follow our own roll call.

Till then we'll know only the melting
The rainbows that tugged at our hearts
Till then see the streams melting in a dream.
We'll too just slipstream, waiting, waiting
On our own lost life's unimportant sounds to redeem
The sound of a heart beating like fish-flapping
Splashing, plashing the waters upstream, home.