The story behind the painting I drew
is already told
No more tearstains on the pages of
my diary
Tired but unable to give up since I'm
Responsible for the lives I saved
The play is done
The curtain's down
All the tales are told
All the orchids gone
Lost in my own world
Now I care for dead gardens
My song is little worth anymore
Time to lay this weary pen aside
The play is done
The curtain's down
Where are the wolves, the
underwater moon
The Elvenpath, the haven of youth
Lagoons of the starlit sea
Have I felt enough for one man's
deed?
Or is it time to challenge the Ancient
of Days
And let the virgin conceive
All the tales are told
All the orchids gone
All the tales are told
All the orchids gone
Lost in my own world
Now I care for dead gardens
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