The Magic Rain (Dore Valerie)

The wind brings chimes from aging times I hear the cries Alone Blue raindrops fall deep in a well caught in a spell I call I see shadows fight alone on the ground I see maidens calling out with no sound I see signs in the air telling me what I’ve found Now I know The magic rain comes and goes The magic rain hides and shows Ancient perfumes A sorcerer’s eyes are seeking dreams In fires There’s a man of power calling for more There’s a magic chamber behind the door There’s a feeling that I’ve seen this somewhere before