Suspended from sleep like a feather floating in...
The ways of the night I feel...

By tropical waters, she waits by the shore
Waits for a man who comes by no more...

Rivers flow down towards the bay
And with them, lifetimes swept away...

In the mystic moments of Winter's silent scene
Lies a realm of moonlight, so precious and serene...

We meet again one dreamy night
Of emerald green on midnight's shore...

The ghostly paths that wind
Through the silence of evening...

Sapphire blue and cirrus white
Silver smile of bright moonlight...

Translucent blades go flashing down from misty...
Scorching electric light and flaming swords plow...

Jade mystic pond in mind's eye shimmering,
With its ghostly mist dream barriers...

Trapped, I lie in tired depths
Waiting for the devil winds...

In fields of forever, I wait for thee
As clouds drift over the silver sea...

The forest's sweet scents, they flow through the...
As I look upon a distant blue bay...