Atop the hill I see the northern lights full moon in the sky a silver cage with my face in black and white I can't find a story when the stars are blind the falling leaves of my mind sleep while I still walk along the lonely road I see in my dreams.
Across the forest I hear whispers blue moon in the night this golden crown tonight is falling apart I can't find the path where all the stars are bright the flowing winds of my life leave my home and walk along this silver road and I wonder...
The skies are burning flowing with time to find my own light open my wings and fly.
Across the shadows I can hear them moonlight in the dark a song reminds me of the friends I once had in the night their bright eyes shining from the sky the fire brings me their warm light yet I'm still cold, alone, the voice of time now whispers...
The skies are burning flowing with time to find my own light open my wings and fly.
Beyond the silence of a dreamer sleeps the twilight sky the snow is bright, my mind is white and my eyes are still blind the night is dancing with the sun I hear, I feel, and I wake up between two roads of stone I found myself still walking...
The skies are burning flowing with time to find my own light open my wings and fly. The skies are flowing aging with time I'll write my own life open my wings and fly