

(ahhhh) Beneath the silver canopy
Where silent rivers flow
We walk through forgotten stone
To watch the
embers grow
Let the
ancient wind sing (oooh)
Let the
mountains awake
When the skies align in gold
And the ancient stars remain
Every promise that we hold
Will rise above the rain
We carve our names in ancient bark
Against the fading light
A spark to
guide us through the
dark
Into the
endless night
Through the
mist We find our way home
(we
find
our way home)
When the skies align in gold
And the ancient stars remain
Every promise that we hold
Will rise above the rain
(oooh) Into
the gold