作词 : Chris Martini
作曲 : Pat Sanders
She waits in silence for the memory… 
For the lucid dream 
It returns every night 
She flies alone in a waking sleep 
Above the world and beyond herself 

In the song of the night 
Nothing holds or keeps away the love 
In the paradise of her soul 
A quiet world, free to fly 
A new reality 
Ascending high away from fear 

In the darkness tranquility 
To provide escape… 
The means to an end 
There is no justice for the lonely one 
Who lives in fear in a waking world 

A silent cries no one hears 
Are they listening? 
And the wound runs deep, 
A spirit left to die 

Release the pain and find a new beginning 
Inspired by imaginary grace 
And if you lose your faith 
Just look inside and find your way 
Close your eyes and see a world beyond 

So you’re falling, you’re falling from grace 
So you imagine a place 
You can hide the child inside 

A quiet world free to fly 
A new reality 
Spreading wings away from fear 

In the dark of the night someone looks… 
Watches from above 
Within a space away from fear 

Release the pain and find a new beginning 
Inspired by imaginary grace 
And if you lose your faith 
Just look inside and find your way 
Close your eyes and see a world beyond 

Transcend the edges 
Of the daylight sleeping 
Inspired by imaginary grace 
And when you close your eyes 
Just spread your wings and take your flight 
Flying higher than the midnight sun 

In the song of the night 
Nothing holds or keeps away the love 
In the paradise of your soul 

Transcend the edges 
Of the daylight sleeping 
Inspired by imaginary grace 
And when you close your eyes 
Just spread your wings and take your flight 
Flying higher than the midnight sun 

Just a minute to close your eyes 
Into the realms where eternity lies 
All your hopes and dreams are one 
Angel’s fire, the Drifting Sun 
Memories face… iron to rust 
Bring shattering pain to scattering dust 

And as the dark of night declines 
As you awaken the day to rise 
A new beginning as time does hold 
These hopes and dreams will now unfold 
Memories fade… iron to rust 
Bring shattering pain to scattering dust 

All your hopes and dreams are one 
Angel’s fire, the Drifting Sun 
Memories fade… iron to rust 
Bring shattering pain to scattering dust