Lyrics

Wind and rain dance on your skin
And cleanse your body of what it craves
Bring back thoughts of long-gone days
Of cloudless skies and glassy waves
While northern winds chill your bones like
Dead men dancing on empty graves

Preternatural dreams
Are still waiting there
Forever it seems
Coming back to a source of light
The birth of the world
At the edge of the night

Echoes travel with weary haste
To castles built on shifting sands
Leaning on foundations built
By nameless men with shaky hands
They vanish without a trace
In the slow erosion that life commands

Preternatural dreams
Are still waiting there
Forever it seems
Coming back to a source of light
The birth of the world
At the edge of the night

From ancient photos that fade away
Pointless shifting and casting blame
On shadows, still we must endure
Troubled times that bring you shame
A faithless saboteur through time
We take it frame by frame

Preternatural dreams
Are still waiting there
Forever it seems
Coming back to a source of light
The birth of the world
At the edge of the night