(Voices... Voices...)
(Rising... Rising...)

Comfort me when I dive in sorrow
Meandering through this lonely moor
And if a doleful thought is drawing near
Could you obscure it make it disappear?
Would I fade myself if I step into the mist?

Engulf the unribboning light
Escaping through my seams
Into the alluring gray and white
Transient world you build
This bleary ruins the reveries
Of your dim kingdom

Now concealed
In the mist
(Now concealed...)

And in such stillness I can hear
The songs that silence brings
Echoing... In the mist
Echoing
In the mist
Unraveling the mysteries of your dim kingdom

What if we rise?
Oh what if we rise
(From the underliving?)
In the mist

Settle
Rest
Then move on
Further on

Settle
Rest
Then move on
Then move on
Further on

Unfurl
Unfurl
In the voice of the wind