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Cover by Myriam Kuehn

Voices
(Prologue)

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Voices

The wind is carrying voices, tonight.
Voices, I once knew.
The moon goes on rising, the stars still shine brightly
Lives vanish, like sea-spray and dew.
When the faces are forgotten and the bodies long gone,
Somewhere in the silence,
The voices sound on...


Yes, I do remember you, still...
I do remember you, still.

I remember the voice of a wizard
And the dark, earthy voice, of a witch.
They were talking weird, about foretold queens
And dead children and bodies to switch.

Then I hear a mother weeping,
Cradling a boy-child, that's silent and cold
And another child, who is begging for love,
But whom she'd never hold.

The voice of a boy, I remember,
That echoed in empty halls.
It always sounded frightened and lonely
Imprisoned by far too thick walls.

The wind is carrying voices, tonight.
Voices, I once knew.
The moon goes on rising, the stars still shine brightly
Lives vanish, like sea-spray and dew.
When the faces are forgotten and the bodies long gone,
Somewhere in the silence,
The voices sound on...

Yes, I do remember you, still...
I do remember you, still.

And then, there's another boy laughing,
One with dark and friendly eyes.
Two boys, becoming friends for life
Against fear, intrigues and lies.

The king's voice sounded angry.
He wasn't too fond of his heir.
The prince instead seemed desperate
For his will nobody did care.

The wife, he had chosen, had died far too soon
And oh, he had loved her so much.
The sad one, locked in the tower
He'd bed, but not willingly touch.

The wind is carrying voices, tonight.
Voices, I once knew.
The moon goes on rising, the stars still shine brightly
Lives vanish, like sea-spray and dew.
When the faces are forgotten and the bodies long gone,
Somewhere in the silence,
The voices sound on...

Yes, I do remember you, still...
I do remember you, still.

And suddenly, everyone's cheering
At the wedding of the queen.
And dark blue eyes drown in brown ones
Shining brighter, than ever seen.

Yes friends and foes and cruel wizards,
Their voices are whispering still.
Up here on the cliffs of Rhiminee,
I guess they always will.

Be still, my friend! Listen closely,
As the voices unite in a song,
That sings of love and loss and the wonder of life
And calls you to sing along.

The wind is carrying voices, tonight.
Voices, I once knew.
The moon goes on rising, the stars still shine brightly
Lives vanish, like sea-spray and dew.
When the faces are forgotten and the bodies long gone,
Somewhere in the silence,
The voices sound on...

Yes, I do remember you, still...
I do remember you, still.