From the valley, towering over me
there's a mountain that i've never seen
as the sun sets in it's shadow
there's an old man by a silver tree
How can I understand
or believe in the world I see?
hold my hand while i dream
in this land where you'll never be
When I go there, he won't speak to me
but he hands me a withered note to read
on the far side there's a fire
bring an ember and burn the silver tree
Now that I understand
what's to come of the world I see
hold my hand while I dream
in this land where you'll never be
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