Prelude / Raja

There she goes
 Quietly intense
 Fall in for the moment
 It's where it's at
 Following the rhythm
 Of circumstance
 She dives into the next scene
 Of what the day decides to bring
 If she could, she would be here now
 Well, what would she say?
 I might be high strung, I might be Zen
 I might be something that you'll never meet again
 But though you feel compassion
 You just stare a long cool mile
 Wild
 Imagination
 Drive
 This fascination
 To the edge
 No regrets
 Just a pat on the back
 And a voice in your head saying -
 Listen, what can you do
 When it all boils down to the moment of truth
 And you can't go back to the time that you were
 Treading lightly
 She dares
 From the top of the stairs
 Take a cue from the one who falls down
 Just a smile
 From the aisle
 On the way to begin
 A new life, a new friend
 She says: Listen, I got a secret
 Yeah, It all comes down to the way that you move
 And the way that you choose
 In the challenge
 You lose only one or the other
 In the decision
 Ball of fire
 Touch of velvet
 In the patterns
 Of the desert
 In this palette
 Taken from her silken armor
 She's going home