The Mystic's Dream
A clouded dream on an earthly nightHangs upon the crescent moonA voiceless song in an ageless lightSings at the coming dawnBirds in flight are calling thereWhere the heart moves the stonesIt's there that my heart is longingAll for the love of you
A painting hangs on an ivy wallNestled in the emerald mossThe eyes declare a truce of trustAnd then it draws me far awayWhere deep in the desert twilightSand melts in pools of the skyWhen darkness lays her crimson cloakYour lamps will call me home
And so it's there my homage's dueClutched by the still of the nightAnd now I feel you moveEvery breath is fullSo it's there my homage's dueClutched by the still of the nightEven the distance feels so nearAll for the love of you.
A clouded dream on an earthly nightHangs upon the crescent moonA voiceless song in an ageless lightSings at the coming dawnBirds in flight are calling thereWhere the heart moves the stonesIt's there that my heart is longingAll for the love of you