Vanishland

Into the night dies a shimmering light

Onto the morning a sorrow is forming

Hiding the sun are the clouds made of brick

Wilting are flowers that hardly exist

I could've sworn it wasn't always like this

Distantly planted, the fruits of despair

Move a little closer they're hanging in the air

Reaching to grab what's been left there to die

Fading away, the last of the sky

Someone has no one and no one asks why

The first one is sudden, the next leaves a mark

Then falls another meadowlark

Before you can pick up the last of the feathers

Strong, blows a wind in mournful weather

Call on magic

Call on fate

Call on someone else's name

Call it a fable you don't understand

Vanishland

Vanishland

Graceful and grim, the band plays a hymn

Remember the song, for it's never heard again

Echos of melodies are buried in the ground

Many undiscovered and never to be found

Disappeared the band, they never made a sound

The end of the story's written in the stars

Forever eternal, forever far

The etching of memories wash out in the sand

Nothing remains down in Vanishland

Call on magic

Call on fate

Call on someone else's name

Call it a fable you don't understand

Vanishland

Vanishland

The silence

The silence of silence

The silence of silence of silence

Call on magic

Call on fate

Call on someone else's name

Call on the time where it all began

Ask for a sign, shall you be there again

Maybe in time you'll finally understand

The Vanishland

Vanishland