Oh, the magi were the prophets   And they wandered through the desert   They saw the star above them   And they knew they'd find their way      Through the valley of the shadow   With the hope of human kindness   They were strengthened by the vision   Of a new and brighter day      And the wise men spoke of peace on earth   Of harmony and struggle   Know you now a cycle's gone   And a new one is revealed      In the weaving of your fingers   In the whisper of a love that's born again   In the weaving of your fingers   In a promise that we made that never ends      Well now each man is a pilgrim, yes, we all must make the journey   And it seems that time is telling us to be all that we can   To help lift up the fallen, we must sow the seeds of goodness   The torch is passed among us now to light the way of man      For the heart of man's a palace and his dreams are as the sunlight   They burn away the darkness, as they warm the freezing cold   As an eagle flying higher, as a river through the canyon   The diamond star shines down upon, a pathway to the soul      And the wise men spoke of peace on earth   Of harmony and struggle   Know you now a cycle's gone   And a new one is revealed      In the weaving of your fingers   In the whisper of a love that's born again   In the weaving of your fingers   In a promise that we made that never ends      And the wise men spoke of peace on earth   Of harmony and struggle   Know you now a cycle's gone   And a new one is revealed      In the weaving of your fingers   In the whisper of a love that's born again   In the weaving of your fingers   In a promise that we made that never ends      In a promise that we made that never ends   In a promise that we made that never ends