The New York Room - The Mists Of Avalon (For Cheryl) lyrics

deaf angel lay your laurelled head down on the forest blue black bird sweeps low circling long forgotten pools silent shadows of days gone by fall from high above light breaks the black haze its beauty burns brightly far up above the forest j**eled crown sways as you sleep sleep wandering soul your journey has come to an end beneath veins of frost six dew drops fall the lush garden awaits your dream the lush garden waits for your dream deaf angel lay your laurelled head down on the forest blue black bird sweeps low circling long forgotten pools