I see a falling star in the corner of the sky
I feel a chilling calm in the back of my thoughts
My grasp has turned to stone
Around the golden ring of enchantment
Falling down to earth
Rising from the depths
Balanced on the rhyme of time
Embracing the halves of the whole
I look out my window
What I see looks better than reality
Sometimes I see in shades of blue
But eyes won't see the ring slip right through
When the dawn is found the sun will come around
In the wake of the tide I will find the tracks of today
I stand alone in the halls of the tree
I feel a chilling freeze in the soul of the kind
My grasp was carved in stone
Around the spiritual ring of enchantment
Falling down to earth
Rising from the depths
Balanced on the rhyme of time
Embracing the halves of the whole
I look out my window
What I see looks better than reality
Sometimes I see in shades of blue
But eyes won't see the ring slip right through
When the dawn is found
The sun will come around
In the wake of the tide
I will find the tracks of today