In a Misty Glade
While lying in a misty glade
The stars about begin to fade
Before approaching dawn
I watch the tide begin to swell
And wash across the quake
Across the sky an image flies
If it were not for my disguise
You'd understand the view
Just yesterday I thought of you
While I was watching
Recalling how your eyes would close
A thing of beauty it had seen
Those eyes are gone, I am alone