Last Ride Of The Day — Nigtwish

We live in every moment but this one Why don't we recognise the faces loving us so

What's God if not the spark that started life Smile of a stranger Sweet music, starry skies Wonder, mystery, wherever my road goes Early wake-ups in a moving home scent of fresh-mown grass in the morning sun Open theme park gates waiting for

Riding the day, every day into sunset Finding the way back home

Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life the beauty of this ride ahead such an incredible high It's hard to light a candle, easy to curse the dark instead This moment the dawn of humanity The last ride of the day

Wake up, dead boy Enter adventureland Tricksters, magicians will show you all that's real Careless jugglers, snake charmers by your trail Magic of a moment Abracadabra