once again the mist
the lights in the mist
on which my heart found it's airy ground
for the dreaming of dreams in daylife
never to resound
in the mist
the lights in the mist
that airy whispers pierced
by golden dawn and liquid silver grace
into the mist
the lights in the mist
which my very soul did enshrine
wind
made visible did with
my weeping eyes entwine
some part of heaven must consist of this
as I walk, half expecting to find some long lost love
amidst this uproar of poet's bliss
my heart...
float away
on the mist
the lights in the mist...