The Mystic's Dream

Clouded dream on an earthly night

Hangs upon the crescent moon

A voiceless song in an ageless light

Sings at the coming dawn

Birds in flight are calling there

Where the heart moves the stones

There that my heart is longing for

All for the love of you

Painting hangs on an ivy wall

Nestled in the emerald moss

Eyes declare a truce of trust

Then it draws me far away

Where deep in the desert twilight

Sand melts in pools of the sky

Darkness lays her crimson cloak

Your lamps will call me home

And so it's there my homage's due

Clutched by the still of the night

Now I feel you move

And Every breath is full

So it's there my homage's due

Clutched by the still of the night

Even the distance feels so near

All for the love of you.

Clouded dream on an earthly night

Hangs upon the crescent moon

A voiceless song in an ageless light

Sings at the coming dawn

Birds in flight are calling there

Where the heart moves the stones

There that my heart is longing for

All for the love of you

 

 Loreena Mckennitt