A lady with an elven skin
Came brisk and bright into my darkest dreams:
"I make a deal with you", she said,
"If you show me the mud god made men of"
For I can give you, I can give
All the things you lost, allt the things you miss
I can give you, I can give
Heaven gits and hells darkest wishes
She held the silence in her hands
Then she gave me to drink from the golden well
So gracefully and strong she was,
Lulled me asleep in yonder grass
So she took me, so I went,
On a carriage of ivory,
Through mist and rain, to distant islands,
Hearing her sing:
Seven years and seven days, my heart, asleep,
My chest in her white hands, alive, alive,
She held me but my fear remained,
So I returned to th muddy well,
To find friends and family buried and gones
Came brisk and bright into my darkest dreams:
"I make a deal with you", she said,
"If you show me the mud god made men of"
For I can give you, I can give
All the things you lost, allt the things you miss
I can give you, I can give
Heaven gits and hells darkest wishes
She held the silence in her hands
Then she gave me to drink from the golden well
So gracefully and strong she was,
Lulled me asleep in yonder grass
So she took me, so I went,
On a carriage of ivory,
Through mist and rain, to distant islands,
Hearing her sing:
Seven years and seven days, my heart, asleep,
My chest in her white hands, alive, alive,
She held me but my fear remained,
So I returned to th muddy well,
To find friends and family buried and gones