Flowing lyrics

I could trace the sun from east to west If loves a wave I'm riding on the crest Now everything I want's within my grasp It's time to nail my colours to the mast New rivers flowing Reaching for the sea The scattered seeds we're sowing The fruit is on the tree Waiting for ther winter to abate A chance to start again and wipe the slate The bitter taste that doesn't go away The shimmer of the highlights in the grey light New rivers flowing Reaching for the sea The scattered seeds we're sowing The fruit is on the tree