Winter is in the air, the winds of Avalon They say the darkest hour is just before the dawn Light from the old watchtower, a message in the sky I slip into a dream sweeter than the wine Of castles that hang in the air Somewhere on the wind I hear The echoes of long winter dreams They're written in the sky at night And linger for all who believe Changes are drawing near I know they'll soon be here Rome calls him Jupiter In Egypt old Ammon King of the universe, the last phenomenon Tales from the ancient world are patterns in the dream Echoes and illusions are never what they seem Like castles that hang in the air Somewhere on the wind I hear The echoes of long winter dreams They're written in the sky at night And linger for all who believe Somewhere on the wind I hear The echoes of long winter dreams They're written in the sky at night And linger for all who believe Changes are drawing near I know they'll soon be here Winter is in the air, the winds of Avalon They say the darkest hour is just before the dawn Light from the symphony shines upon the score Just here for one more day, gone forevermore Like castles that hang in the air Somewhere on the wind I hear The echoes of long winter dreams They're written in the sky at night And linger for all who believe Changes are drawing near I know they'll soon be here