He tried to hold it back But it ran away The beauty on his face Ran away... Detaching itself like the miracle of a rose Falling back in the snowy lap of winter Blue and white, the twilight lasts forever He tried to hold it back But it ran away The beauty of his face Detaching itself like the miracle of a rose Falling back in the snowy lap of winter's sleeping beauty Blue and white, the twilight lasts forever
Lest the angel's cease to dance Dancing on the graves of Jasmine & Lilac The ladder was a liar though she smelled the sweetest wine And the rose wept pearls for the final autumn sun Who set in golden glory, a humble kindly lord One who bows down to the moon And showers her with glimmer And always begs her pardon Praise her muted silver