And many a moon shall rise and lead me into the cold embrace of the night Here we drown in our grief rown in an absence of light Entwined in this tragic embrace I fear and bemourn to depart
and the sun sets in us all
and the aching grief that grows into a bottomless vale I fall To this dim and misty place My heart reflects the night
Oh may thy beauty be revealed in me Silent winds, whisper to me thy songs of solitude and joy