The White Rider - Camel

When he rides my fears subside

For darkness turns once more to light

Through the skies his white horse flies

To find a land beyond the night

Once he wore grey he fell and slipped away

From everybody's sight

The wizard of them all came back from his fall

This time wearing white

He has a certain air as if he's never there

But somehow far away

And though he seems afar like a distant star

His warm he can convey