Gardens of the Lost - Gandalf's Fist

Beyond the lights of border kings

There hangs a gate of mystery

You’ve seen it hanging there before

Locked tight each night with ivy crawl

Listen Child please step inside

The forest gate is open wide

Behind the leaves the trees unfurl

A secret key a hidden door…

An old figure standing in your way

Dressed in smoke, he begs for you to stay

You run, the gate slams, and crumbles into dust

Welcome home… to the gardens of the lost

Don’t leave the path the whispers scream

Don’t leave the path the forest breathes

You thought that you wanted to see inside

But now there’s doubts running through your mind

Figures passing through the trees

In jesters rags the poet dreams

The lights that are leading you from the road

Are fires that are taking you far from home

Never-ending Fantasy

You’re running in the night

Living in a fairy-tale

You’re running in the night… again

Wished it once, you wished it twice

You play the game you pay the price

Each step that you take is not your own

Now eyes from the path begin to glow

Alas poor world I knew it well,

Is all bygone to this new hell

A wayward nature plays its cruel game

You feel so lost you feel ashamed

never-ending fantasy

You’re running in the night

Living in a fairy-tale

You’re running in the night

Living in a fairy tale of pain

Running in the night

Fairy-tale of pain

Running in the night