Let the whirling wind whisper the farewell, blow the silver sand away, hide your tracesnWatch the clouds rising through the fading skynnWelcome your novel home, no more dreams of insanity, welcome your novel lifenNo more dying in clarity, welcome your novel dark, no more fear or agonynWelcome your novel light, no more hope or serenitynnThe higher ones shall rise again, our ways are not the samenWe shall wander and long for this to come, for us it is a different faithnnOnce again I see the sun, hear the woods and feel the air, reach for the stars and the moonnScent of the flowers and the woodsnnI am hiding under the sea, lost, deep into the shadows,nBehind the sleep I am waiting to hear my name againn