The Orchid's Sleep - A Canorous Quintet

LOST IN THE HALLS OF DREAM

BOUND BY THE CHAINS OF A SCREAM

HERE WE STAND ALONE

NEVER ALLOWED TO KNOW

WHAT’S BEHIND THE WALL OF SLEEP

IMPRISONED IN A WEB OF NIGHT

IN SEARCH OF AN EMERALD SKY

THE ASTRAL BODY FLIES, I STAND ALONE

THROUGH THE DUST OF AGES FORLORN

CHASED BY THE WIND AND THE STORM

ENSLAVED BY THE ORCHIDS SWEET SCENT

A TEAR FROM THE DEAD MANS EYE

WINGS OF FALLEN ANGEL BURN

WHERE’S THE GOLD AT THE RAINBOWS END

IT IS THERE BUT OH SO FAR AWAY

FLAMES OF FIRE BURNS SO DEEP

AS WE FALL OUT OF THE ORCHID’S SLEEP

AN EMERALD SKY BEFORE OUR EYES

DISAPEARING IN THE MORNING SUN

IS IT FOR REAL OR IS IT THE DREAM?

(rep. verses 1, 3, 4, 5)

IMPRISONED IN A WEB OF NIGHT

IN SEARCH OF AN EMERALD SKY

THE ASTRAL BODY FLIES, I STAND ALONE

THROUGH THE DUST OF AGES… FORLORN

CHASED BY THE WIND AND THE STORM

ENSLAVVED BY THE ORCHIDS SWEET SCENT

A TEAR FROM THE DEAD MANS EYE

WHERE IS THE GOLD AT THE RAINBOWS END?

IT IS THERE BUT OH SO FAR AWAY