Solstice brings the chill winds to an end blows summers into chambers cold dressed as she is in her green and gold Winter moon turns 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 not 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 brings 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
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 d-d-dance for the Queen dancing for something you've never seen.
Rhapsodising pain will make you blind harmonising rain can 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...