A father said to his son "You should be waking up. Your salvation is here, your Eyes will open up All the times that I said you wouldn't understand, I Meant them" Wait forever to see the child locked inside everybody Is free there is no need to hide To decieve is to flee from the opened eye So just turn around to face the pale sun Sweeped across the silent morning Shades of grey they won't wait for no one So just turn around to face the pale sun "To boast the sudden conquest of a foriegn land to Snuff the silver wasp To waste the gifts of man and all the things that I Said you didn't understand." said sir hexagram So the son set out to find the twisting fan Lifted from the bones lifted from the sand Perched upon a gate he waits with bird in hand. So just turn around to face the pale sun Sweeped across the silent morning Shades of grey they won't wait for no one So just turn around to face the pale sun Cause we've heard rumors of new worlds forming But we, place our selves with in the plot of the free And clearer mind where the light is caught So just turn around to face the pale sun Sweeped across the silent morning Shades of grey they won't wait for no one So just turn around to face the pale sun