The lights come on
  
   The set is down
   The curtain's flown away
   To all you creatures of the night
   I say it's time we play
  
   We'll show you things
  
   That in your life
   You'd never dreamed you'd know
   So now before the ghosts arrive
   It's welcome to the show
  
   Minstrels, kings, explorers
   Fantasies on order
   Ghosts and dreams awakened
   Stories long forsakened
  
   The minstrel and the sorcerer
   Are switching their disguise
  
   The jester drinks and starts to think
  
   That he alone is wise
  
   The governor and journalist
   Exchange a judas kiss
   And now before the song is done
   The plot begins to twist
  
   Ghosts and lost explorers
   Fate with all her daughters
   Saints and hopeless sinners
   Wise men in their winters
   Know
  
   Welcome to the show
   Welcome to the show
   Welcome to the show
   Welcome to the show
  
   His life was nearly over
   As he stood upon the beach
   Thinking about death and the ocean
   While still safely out of reach
  
   And he held there in his hand
   A well worn hourglass
   And though the sand was still inside
  
   Soon this too would pass
  
   Then he knelt to touch the water
   Where the waves would gently fall
   Thinking here I touch the ocean
   And the ocean touches all
  
   For from a line of countless sailors
   He was the last man of his kind
   And the world had changed around him
   He had no mountains left to climb
  
   And his last name was Magellan
   A descendant of the same
  
   Or so he said in late night bars
  
   Though few believed his claim
  
   And so he now talked with the ocean
   As he had often done before
   But now the waves spoke back to him
   As he walked along the shore
  
   For eighty years plus seven
   He had been upon this earth
   And all of them but eight
   He'd spent on that ocean since his birth
  
   But he was not the only one
   Who walked along this coast
   There was a lady old and pale
   To some nearly a ghost
  
   She had once been a great beauty
   It was rumored in some bars
   When she'd left here many years before
   To become a movie star
  
   But every wish is not to be
   Ahh this in time she learned
   And when her final chance had passed
   Back here she had returned
  
   And everyday at six o'clock
  
   She came to a small cafe
   And had herself a glass of wine
   And then she'd walk away
  
   To others she was gray and old
   Not the beauty she'd been before
   But it did not matter what she was
   What mattered was what he saw
  
   And so for near three years now
   He'd watch her everyday
   And though they always were so close
  
   He felt so far away
  
   For he could never quite arrange
  
   The words inside his mind
   That he could say to make her stay
   And he was running out of time
  
   He could not find the words to say
   To such a work of dreams
   And so he watched her walk away
   And always stayed unseen