Angkor Wat

Out of the brightest tree, the moon became the morning sun And there again reflected on the dreams of everyone Out of the starlight night, the telling of all our lives And racing faster than the northwestern world Starpoint to signal our endlessness Starpoint to signal this evermore Starpoint to compa*s, we look to the north, the north, the north To return to the centre, to return to the centre, to return to the centre Angkor Wat, Angkor Wat, Angkor Wat