Soft was the leaf littered ground upon where I lay gently down my head In a blinding aureole - The sun in autumn flame The spirits all did fall and all wept in sullen joy ...And I watched the sun set into the sea and all was darkness The cold blanket of night gently covered the Earth in a veil of darkness ...And it covered the colours of lovers' eyes with a sudden pneumonia It covered all ...And I stumbled through the darkness and the icy wind heading for that golden aureole 'Till I stood upon the shore of a lake of fire searching through the past... --- A little girl sat upon the shore of the lake of fire Sad tears erased her tiny features Many years she waited alone staring out to sea Searching for a dream that would not be A little boy put his little arms around the little girl Deep scars sliced through his featureless face ...And the wedding bells did ring out across the sea... ...From a distant shore that they'll never see And as he looked into her eyes the vision fades away She played him her last song ...and the d**h March echoed far... ...and long... --- Who lays their heads upon the leaf littered ground? Who hears the Earth cry out without making sound? Who watched the blood pour from the angel's throne? Who watched the last sunrise for one now so alone?