She is a gatherer
Of golden light
Words of wisdom that she got from the blackest night

She is a traveller
Of forgotten time
Gentle lands that stop these vicious tides

Don't be fooled by the way the world turns
Don't be fooled by their hollow words

She's just a siren, calling out your name
And I have learned not to open myself up this way again

She is a wanderer
Of this old and dusty land
Bathing in the moonlight
Holding wishes in her trembling hands

Don't be fooled by the way the world turns
Don't be fooled by their hollow words

She's just a siren, calling out your name
And I have learned not to open myself up this way again
Open myself up this way again