Lost in the ember of the night
Wild winds would blow away the sky
Pale carpets turned into the grass
Blankets would wash into the sea
We heard the news, the day will come
Under the moon, of the midnight sun
And by the sky, where the wildest run
Whispered the leaves, carried one by one
Grey as the eyes upon the shore
Taken as they were wanting more
Turned by the fear that could not stand
Bow down to the Master of the land
Into the eye, hidden from your sight
Lead by the road, of the midnight stone
And by the sky, where the wildest roam
Remember the words, that will carry you home
Oh there you were, flown away, turned to grey
Oh there you were, flown away, turned to grey
Oh there you were, flown away, turned to grace
Oh there you were, flown away, turned to grace
We heard the news, the day will come
Under the moon, of the midnight sun
And by the sky, where the wildest run
Whispered the leaves, carried one by one