Solstice brings the chill winds to an end
blows summers into chambers cold
dressed as she is in her green and cold
Winter moons turn in another sky
spun by a ghostly sailor's hand
freezing the earth of another land
If the winter winds have made you cold
can you not be glad they have made you
old with wondering
and learning how to fly
All that stands must fall to ash and sand
struggling to grasp the spirit's hand
bring sadness raining from within the song
of songs
Tell me show me teach me where you've been
did you see shadows of unicorns
did you wear laurels
or a crown of thorns
Dance through sadness dance through tears
of rage
dance for the poet dance for the queen
dancing for something you've never seen
Rhapsodising pain will make you blind
harmonising rain will help you find the way
to understand
and learning how to cry
All that stands must fall to ash and sand
struggling to grasp another's hand brings
sadness raining from within the song
of songs
And if time should turn her other cheek
it's no illusion to be unique
in your own eye is the light you seek
See...