Miracles In Yesteryear - Dali's Dilemma

Heavenly skies of fate

Restore the silver gleam

To this rusted lot that borrows gloom

Let the sun fill our eyes with gold again

As we age among the towers

Carry me away

To familiar places

Raise my spirits high

So I’m strong with change

Miracles

We will remember

Miracles

We will remember

Taken away the pace that longs to be forgotten

The glass ponds feed the morrow

So take me back to the place I call home

Carry me away

To familiar places

Raise my spirits high

So I’m strong with change

Miracles

We will remember

Miracles

We will remember

Let the sun fill our eyes with gold again

As we age among the towers

Carry me away

To familiar places

Raise my spirits high

So I’m strong with change

Miracles

We will remember

Miracles

We will remember