Queen of the Hours

	作曲 : Lynne
	Queen of the hours lies waiting for the wind
	To blow away the veil of time.
	Slowly now the threads of age
	Are starting to unwind.
	Queen of the hours, along, along, along
	The path of time, of time,
	She is still, the clock shall tell the tale
	When all is well, is well.
	Black was the night that came in from the East
	And caused the land to sleep.
	Riding on a storm,
	It carved a message in Isabella Creek.
	Queen of the hours, along, along, along
	The path of time, of time,
	She is still, the clock shall tell the tale
	When all is well, is well.
	Dawn is the death wish night has passed away,
	It left the sacred flower,
	Opened up the grave and bowed
	Its life unto the queen of hours.

	zuò qǔ : Lynne
	Queen of the hours lies waiting for the wind
	To blow away the veil of time.
	Slowly now the threads of age
	Are starting to unwind.
	Queen of the hours, along, along, along
	The path of time, of time,
	She is still, the clock shall tell the tale
	When all is well, is well.
	Black was the night that came in from the East
	And caused the land to sleep.
	Riding on a storm,
	It carved a message in Isabella Creek.
	Queen of the hours, along, along, along
	The path of time, of time,
	She is still, the clock shall tell the tale
	When all is well, is well.
	Dawn is the death wish night has passed away,
	It left the sacred flower,
	Opened up the grave and bowed
	Its life unto the queen of hours.