Van Canto - Master of the wind

^AmIn the silence, of the darkness^G, when all are fas^Amt asleep, I live inside a dream, calling to your spirit, as a s^Gail calls the wind, ^Amhear the angels sing.

^AmFar beyond the sun, across the western sky^G, reach into the blackness, ^Amfind a silver line.

^AmIn a voice I whisper, a candle in the night, we´ll c^Garry all our dreams, ^Amon a single beam of light.

^FClose your ^Eeyes, ^Flook into the dr^Eeam, ^FWinds of cha^Enge, will w^Finds of fortune br^Eing.

^AmFly aw^Fay, to a r^Cainbow, in the sk^Gy, ^Amgold is at the ^Fend, for ^Ceach of us to f^Eind, T^Amhere the road b^Fegins, where an^Cother one will ^Gend, H^Amere the four winds kn^Fow, who will bre^Eak and who will bend, ^FAll to be the m^Gaster of the w^Amind.

^AmFalling stars now light my way,^G my life was written ^Amon the wind, Clouds above, clouds below,^G High ascend the dreams^Am within.

When the w^Amind fills the sky the clouds will move aside, and th^Gere will be the road to all our dr^Ameams, And for ^Amany day that stings, two better days it brings, N^Amothing is as bad as it se^Gems.

^FClose your ^Eeyes, ^Flook into the dr^Eeam, ^FWinds of cha^Enge, will w^Finds of fortune br^Eing.

^AmFly aw^Fay, to a r^Cainbow, in the sk^Gy, ^Amgold is at the ^Fend, for ^Ceach of us to f^Eind, T^Amhere the road b^Fegins, where an^Cother one will ^Gend, H^Amere the four winds kn^Fow, who will bre^Eak and who will bend, ^FAll to be the m^Gaster of the w^Amind.

^Am(Fly a^Fway), to a^C rainbow, in the ^Gsky, ^Amgold is at the ^Fend, for ^Ceach of us to f^Eind, T^Amhere the road b^Fegins, where an^Cother one will ^Gend, H^Amere the four winds kn^Fow, who will bre^Eak and who will bend, ^FAll to be the m^Gaster of the w^Amind.