Can you remember, remember my name?
As I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown, oh
And cold, cold spirits of ice
All my life, I am the echo of your past (echo of your past)

I am returning the echo of a point in time
And distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known, oh
And laughing as the spirits appear
All your, all your life, shadows of another day

If you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand, we must remain
Perfect strangers

I know
I know, I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow

A strand of silver hanging through the sky
Touching more than you see
The voice of ages in your mind, oh
It is aching with the dead of the night
Oh, oh, precious life
Your tears are lost in falling rain

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand, we must remain
Perfect strangers

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Writer(s): Ian Gillan, Ritchie Blackmore, Roger D Glover