Silent Day

Oh what a silent day
do you think he'll find his way
he's lost among the trees
and the day has fallen
into the western sky.

The days of merriment 
just seem a dream of the past
but how very very long
does the darkness last.
When the light returns in the east
let him heed our warning
Will he find his way
Let him find his way
He will find his way
Guide his flight 
he's ordained to be a king.