The Awakening

Lyrics for The Awakening

Let us go back to the Dark Ages A cry in the silence, a shine in the dark Like a rising star, the dream is coming Images of violence, a flight through time and space It's such a lonely place; the dream has started The smoke is rising, the vision's getting clearer And words become a song In the dreamtime I've lost control, marooned and cold I suffer the fears of a future untold I cannot change the shape of things to come The smoke is rising, the vision's getting clearer And words become a song In the dreamtime The smoke is rising, the vision's getting clearer The hands of time are whirling around I'm realizing– the future's getting nearer And words become a song The smoke is rising, the vision's getting clearer And words become a song