A star shines in all of us, we'll search for all our lives, One day we'll find a way, and a reason to survive, Cry for the day to return like no one can understand, Will you wait alone for me tonight, Hold me, save me We all face our fears in the world,

Close your eyes, walk with me, I set you free And everything you ask for I'll find a way and I return I have to see those who do not know Rest in peace, I'm coming for you And I will be, I will be with you tonight I know what it takes to break you You

As grey traces of dawn tinge the eastern sky, the three travelers, men of Willow Dale, emerge from the forest shadow. Fording the River Dawn, they turn south, journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his

Now your soul returns to paradise Almighty Lord, we have come to your hall Do glatem live, creator of all Open your heart and you will find a way Paradise calling and enter you may (Falling down) Double seven thirty-four The dawn of time breaks See the

Over the hills and far away, over the hills and far away. he swears he will return one day. she prays he will return one day. Over the hills, They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had

We circle over and over Desperate I return to you Broken I return to you But still I return to you What will it take to escape you What will it take Once more alone As the memories weave and fade away

If it comes even once in a life It's never as easy to return But if you're willing to go on We'll find a way back to Avalon We gotta go back, someday we'll get it back We gotta get it back Somebody show me a way, somebody tell me the way

And I never did I don't want you And I never will Your golden lies feed my role In this forgotten space race under my control Who's returned from the dead? Who remains? You know I don't want you You wanted more than I was worth

When I reminisce about all those years of tribulation, I mostly remember Our songs. We died, and our blood seeped away on the battlefields; but our Songs survived, together with those of us that returned. And as they too Will die one day, our songs will

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction