Mellow Candle
Heaven Heath
Bring snowy lady with the laughing, spreadyour sailing angels over meTell a tale of old sinfuls, look for you to changetheir faceDo not cry, for all your leaden tearsgraced a lorded man whose gift was all too freeHe came to fall upon a faithless smileLeaning eyes towards the clayAnd on my stone there where the flowers lieSleep the growing years of my dusty dayGone the time of a heathen child to the godlygrounds to playWeep the women on a watery leafCaught in browning robe all my silent breathI come to rise upon the Heaven HeathWith a timeless child to payForget the garden on my graceless youthGlimpse the wilting rose in my faded eyeSlip the shade from my shoulder for acobwebbed lake to catchBleed your soul for my silvered fateTake the ageing cross to bury days gone byReceive my own into your Heaven HeathTowards my waiting bed to lie
From Letras Mania