[Promenade Pt. 1]
[Instrumental]
[The Gnome]
[Instrumental]
[Promenade Pt.2]
Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone
Wipe away endless years
Childhood tears as dry as stone
From seeds of confusion
Illusions dark blossoms have grown
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The doubt still is sown
My life's course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days
And pathways since I was born
[The Sage]
I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathed it every day
[Instrumental]
[The Gnome]
[Instrumental]
[Promenade Pt.2]
Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone
Wipe away endless years
Childhood tears as dry as stone
From seeds of confusion
Illusions dark blossoms have grown
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The doubt still is sown
My life's course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days
And pathways since I was born
[The Sage]
I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathed it every day
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