Walking on foreign ground Like a shadow Roaming in far off territory Over your shoulder Stories unfold You're searching For a sanctuary... - Mike Oldfield

I've been waiting at this frontier
And it seems like a hundred years,
But I couldn't see past the gate
I couldn't see past the hate.

Speak, vision of the night,
Tell me why you haunt me so...
Speak, heaven morning light,
Whisper all my heart would know. Dawn never finds you,
Gone back to where the Shadows dwell...
Speak, my beloved, speak,
tho' you only say farewell!

Somewhere far above has a new day risen
Way beyond the searchlight
(Comes a light, comes a light)
Then on a bright day at North Point
The gate was open wide
They chanced to look at what was inside