Oh, the magi were the prophetsAnd they wandered through the desertThey saw the star above themAnd they knew they'd find their wayThrough the valley of the shadowWith the hope of human kindnessThey were strengthened by the visionOf a new and brighter dayAnd the wise men spoke of peace on earthOf harmony and struggleKnow you now a cycle's goneAnd a new one is revealedIn the weaving of your fingersIn the whisper of a love that's born againIn the weaving of your fingersIn a promise that we made that never endsWell now each man is a pilgrim, yes, we all must make the journeyAnd it seems that time is telling us to be all that we canTo help lift up the fallen, we must sow the seeds of goodnessThe torch is passed among us now to light the way of manFor the heart of man's a palace and his dreams are as the sunlightThey burn away the darkness, as they warm the freezing coldAs an eagle flying higher, as a river through the canyonThe diamond star shines down upon, a pathway to the soulAnd the wise men spoke of peace on earthOf harmony and struggleKnow you now a cycle's goneAnd a new one is revealedIn the weaving of your fingersIn the whisper of a love that's born againIn the weaving of your fingersIn a promise that we made that never endsAnd the wise men spoke of peace on earthOf harmony and struggleKnow you now a cycle's goneAnd a new one is revealedIn the weaving of your fingersIn the whisper of a love that's born againIn the weaving of your fingersIn a promise that we made that never endsIn a promise that we made that never endsIn a promise that we made that never ends