Shawn Phillips - L Ballade lyrics

In the consecrated chambers Of a mountain's winter day I left her at the turning To go on her seeking way To pa** o'er meadows green and bare Or brown as her auburn hair O'er all the waters on the face of the earth To find that I really care And the myriad reflections of myself In her bu*tons on her oversize navy coat But only reflections and never an image In her mind's unfathomable moat But some castles where she wanders Are yet crumbling into dust In this house of visions, on top of the hill The gla** has turned to rust So never again will I look in her eyes Nor shall she hear my voice But I hope she will find a better man To love him and rejoice And he will turn the secret key Nay, I know it's not up to him But somehow in his words and love Answer her every whim So seek ye la** for what you wish But in your troubled heart And let not your mind race ahead of your breast For the quicker shall you part And wait for the click that you speak dear of And never will you run Light will splinter through open clouds And you'll look straight at a face like the sun