Farewell now my sister.
                        Up ahead there lies your road.
                        Your conscience walks beside you.
                        It's the best friend you will ever know.
                        The past is now your future,
                        It [sic] bears witness to your soul.
                        Make sure that the love you offer up
                        does not fall on barren soil. 
                      For the wind cries of late In [sic] the 
                        whispering grass.
                        Our way of life is held In [sic] the spinning wheels of 
                        chance.
                      I believe in the ways of an older law.
                        When we used to dance to a different drum,
                        and we are changing are [sic] ways.
                        Yes we are taking on different roads.
                        Tell me more about the forest that you once called home.
                      For the wind cries of late in the whispering 
                        leaves,
                        and the sun will turn to waste the heavens we build above.
                      Father teach your children to treat our 
                        mother well.
                        If we give her back her diamonds she will offer up her 
                        pearl.
                      But I'm not bitter, no I'm surviving.
                        To face the world, to raise the future.
                        So why don't you tell me, come on and tell me.
                        About the world you left behind.
                        Come on and tell me.
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                      Here is the "Into the Labyrinth" 
                        CD layout for the lyrics:
                      Farewell now my sister
                        Up ahead there lies your road
                        Your conscience walks beside you
                        It's the best friend you will ever know
                        The past is now your future
                        It bears witness to your soul
                        Make sure that the love you offer up
                        Does not fall on barren soil. 
                      For the wind cries of late
                        In the whispering grass.
                        Our way of life is held
                        In the spinning wheels of chance.
                      I believe in the ways of an older law
                        When we used to dance to a different drum
                        and we are changing our ways
                        Yes we are taking on different roads
                        Tell me more about the forest
                        That you once called home.
                      For the wind cries of late
                        In the whispering leaves
                        And the sun will turn to waste
                        The heavens we build above.
                      Father teach your children
                        To treat our mother well
                        If we give her back her diamonds
                        She will offer up her pearl.
                      But I'm not bitter no I'm surviving.
                        To face the world, to raise the future.
                        So why don't you tell me, come on and tell me
                        About the world you left behind.
                        Come on and tell me.