Millenium
Nyktophobia
4:24The day is breaking and the pale gray light a symphony of awakening plucks the setting night No star glows from above dull the sky its shine has gone all joy has died A thousand winds that blow through the ripened grain by rising dawn with all its might far behind the rain Where the sky gently wept the memory does not fade is a place I wait for you there I hold your light Never forget the past what dreams may come beyond the horizon Never be past all hope there's a new beginning beyond the horizon A thousand winds that blow through the ripened grain by rising dawn with all its might far behind the rain Where the sky gently wept the memory does not fade is a place I wait for you there I hold your light Never forget the past what dreams may come beyond the horizon Never be past all hope there's a new beginning beyond the horizon