Silvered Shadows Lyrics

Coin of pure gold
In green oceans,
Or a setting sun
Sinking into
Open hands?
Tucked away there -
Where I've hid all my treasures.
One hidden note
In the loose earth
with a map to the things that I've found...
Drawn by hand.
Tied together
With cloth torn from her apron

O, crack in a mirror!
A penumbra blinding!
Pulled back to what was!
And Weakness in clouded eyes!

Torn from
The dirt.
The willow tree
I once knew.

Brother!
Sister!
Mother!
Father!

Nights are getting longer now.
In time I'll be too old.

Now, nothing is familiar!
The shadow is blinding!
This face, and these hands -
Dead trees and dead soil.

I pulled the golden cornsilk from my hair.
Hand made curtains drew me home.
I am a silvered shadow of old air.
Where I lived now overgrown.

Torn from
The dirt.
The man that I was.

Faded thought!
Lost my name
To your ghost!

I pulled the golden cornsilk from my hair.
Hand made curtains drew me home.
I am a silvered shadow of old air,
Where I lived now overgrown.