I read the tale of times so old
Of holy lands on far lost shores
Beyond the edge of mortal world
Of holy lands on far lost shores
Beyond the edge of mortal world
I walk those meadows
I saw green fields
Dreaming in shadows
Of this fair realm
Awaken I was lost in a dream
In awe of this miraculous scene
I walked along the tides divine, serene
White towers bright
Caress the sky
And golden shine touches this night
Upon the heavens of shimmering light
I see those lands of ever lost tale
Of long gone age, but a memory ever awake
I see the shore
I feel the wind
Sweet whispers fall
Upon this fair realm
And memory secret will never fade
Within a heart that used to believe it’s never too late
To seek the tides even forlorn on the edge of lost days