The sky is blue and silver, the Earth is gold and green; But I know of a fairer world whose wonders I have seen, I love the Lady Lamia, and she is Elfin-born;
He said, "Meet me in the City of Illusion That hangs between the twilight and the dawn; Look for me, and I will find you; Follow me, and I will be behind you."
Sleep sweetly now, lost daughter dear, And oh so deeply, little girl; A precious Angel, fallen dove; Blonde little sister, little love. Rest softly now, poor little mite;
Silver mist swirls as the white horses ride Where mariners gave their last breath to the tide; Ethereal ships on the glassy seas glide - And the end of their voyage is Never.
