Besedila: Kayak. The Last Encore. Relics From A Distant Age.

Relics from a distant age
Rainbows at night
Tears uncried

Carefully leaving their places
Perfectly wiping all traces
Twilight brings and breaks the spell, yet
Gently, unexpectedly, it?s there
Your eyes may not be aware
Then..., too late, the yielding dawn
Morning will come

Eyes that never see the day
Never knew light
Wake at night

Memories, visions, illusions
Feeding all hearts in confusion
Winds of woe embrace the lonely
Even though their words silently flee
Where do they hide? Don?t ask me...
Slipping through the gates of day
The night?s giving way

Solitarily
Dew withholds the mystery
Keeping still
But once it will
Tell the tale of the eyes we never see

Relics from a distant age
Rainbows at night
Tears uncried

Carefully leaving their places
Perfectly wiping all traces
Twilight brings and breaks the spell, yet
Gently, unexpectedly, it?s there
Your eyes may not be aware
Touching light, they?ll disappear
Morning is here