She is a gatherer Of golden light Words of wisdom that she got from the blackest night She is a traveller Of forgotten time Gentle lands that stop these vicious tides Don't be fooled by the way the world turns Don't be fooled by their hollow words She's just a siren, calling out your name And I have learned not to open myself up this way again She is a wanderer Of this old and dusty land Bathing in the moonlight Holding wishes in her trembling hands Don't be fooled by the way the world turns Don't be fooled by their hollow words She's just a siren, calling out your name And I have learned not to open myself up this way again Open myself up this way again