Trans-Siberian Orchestra

[FATE]
LAY YOUR HEAD DOWN
AND SLEEP ON MY SHOULDER
LAY YOUR HEAD DOWN
AND START A NEW DREAM
AND FOR TONIGHT
THE MOMENT IS OVER
DRIFT IN A LULLABY
HERE WHERE THE STARS RESIDE
AND ANGELS ARE ALWAYS SEEN
AND LAY YOUR HEAD DOWN
THE STARS THEY HAVE WHISPERED
HEAR WHAT THEY SAY
AND KNOW THAT IT MEANS
THE MOON IS YOUR GUIDE
THE STARS THEY HAVE KISSED HER
AS SHE GOES GENTLY BY
LIGHT AS A BABY'S SIGH
SAFE ON A FAIRY TALE STREAM
AND START A NEW DREAM
[With the departure of his soul the storm begins to
break and a stillness settles over the room as one
by one the ghosts and shadows fade away.
All seems at peace until the sudden re-appearance of
Twist returning through a window.
He gazes about the room, a look of mischievous delight
spreading across his face.
Scampering over to the piano,
he takes the manuscript for the Tenth Symphony and
then climbing up a bookcase,
carefully slips it behind a wall.
Here it will remain hidden,
the world blissfully unaware of its existence until
that one day in the future when it will be discovered
and the music will once more live again.]
[THE END]