Within a Sleeping Forest

Once taken by the river, orpheus died in my arms

His heart, ancient and equal to this fallen empty world

Fades away in the golden truth of all his earthly joy

He is dull dead. He was drowned there

In my hands his fate. He coldly died

Voyage well across the sky my friend

My pain floats down your river to a waterfall

And in this light, hearing cries I look up at you

Your beauty and form appear as great wonders

Awful and yet beautiful to my hopeless weary eyes

His face, still now, it rests in cold hands and colder heart

As I sat and shivered comfortless in this lonely barren land

In a sullen wood, some years ago, he played a song I didn’t know

The trees knew me and knew him more. Whispered our names into their lore

So on that day, near the glen, my ink drew up his secret end

A kiss, your gift to give away so freely

A gentle suffering thing you were

So steep they fell, my tears to your lips

And that night will be forever. And at night we live forever

And I drew her near to me and away from him

Sin is the root of all sorrow, so look upon, my well is dry

Don’t run my lady. Now please be mine

Come on my lover, you didn’t even try!