I have heard the echoes in the dark. Dim and distant voices of the past. And I've seen so far into the night. And lingered in the land of no light. Far beyond the. Shrouded hours of dawn. Through the mist. Of daybreak I was born. But the day was. Clouded still by night. Leaving me in the land of no light. Though I'd love to. Say hello to you. You might have to wait awhile. To say goodbye. For it must end as it began. And then start again. The day of darkness. Comes to every man. And lingers while he. Reaches out his hand. And he cannot know how it will end. Till he finds out if he has a friend. A friend ...