text: Oh the magi were the prophets
  And they wandered through the desert
  They saw the star above them
  And they knew theyd find their way
  Through the valley of the shadow
  With the hope of human kindness
  They were strengthened by the vision
  Of a new and brighter day
  And the wisemen spoke of peace on earth
  Of harmony and struggle
  Know you now a cycles gone and a new one is revealed
  In the weaving of your fingers
  In the whisper of a love thats born again
  In the weaving of your fingers
  In a promise that we made that never ends
  Well now each man is a pilgrim
  Yes, we all must make the journey
  And it seems that time is telling us to be all that we can
  To help lift up the fallen, we must sow the seeds of goodness
  The torch is passed among us now to light the way of man
  For the heart of mans a palace
  And his dreams are as the sunlight
  They burn away the darkness, as they warm the freezing cold
  As an eagle flying higher, as a river through the canyon
  The diamond star shines down upon, a pathway to the soul
  In a promise that we made that never ends
  In a promise that we made that never ends