Relics From A Distant Age - Kayak

Relics from a distant age

Rainbows at night

Tears uncried

Carefully leaving their places

Perfectly wiping all traces

Twilight brings and breaks the spell, yet

Gently, unexpectedly, it’s there

Your eyes may not be aware

Then…, too late, the yielding dawn

Morning will come

Eyes that never see the day

Never knew light

Wake at night

Memories, visions, illusions

Feeding all hearts in confusion

Winds of woe embrace the lonely

Even though their words silently flee

Where do they hide?

Don’t ask me…

Slipping through the gates of day

The night’s giving way

Solitarily

Dew withholds the mystery

Keeping still

But once it will

Tell the tale of the eyes we never see

Relics from a distant age

Rainbows at night

Tears uncried

Carefully leaving their places

Perfectly wiping all traces

Twilight brings and breaks the spell, yet

Gently, unexpectedly, it’s there

Your eyes may not be aware

Touching light, they’ll disappear

Morning is here