pool of memories cool shade reminisce and blow the wish away proud and incandescent pride the golden presence cruel temperaments do fade the reservoirs will dry or drain away fry and void our message wild and bold our passage it s nice to know the wakes behind you the wind is blowing from the back its nice to know the realms beyond you the stars are falling off their path stare into liquid blue vacate and wash the point of you private tales of magic praise the light fantastic it s nice to know the works behind you the wind is blowing from the back it s nice to know the realms beyond you the stars are falling off their path