story behind the song: loosely based on Druid mythology, ole mother earth and of course the muse(s).
Lyrics
etched over the tiles
and on the floor boards there
the centuries left an alphabet
a rosetta of prayer
all rank and defiled
forged over failings and regrets
and all down those stares
writ in dreams of who dares
and who knows else where
better than those so fair
the walls used to be damp
before winter came
before what was now turned frozen
beams shrunk to cold ways
frosted, encamped
reflecting the future uncertain
through windows bleeding glass in dismay
caught like the shadows in the teeth of today
and in the whispers whose echoes will fade
blacker than black, backlit in shades
ghostlike in prescience
shattered beyond hear
words arranged in marriages of dust
between trust and fear
prophecies spent
by the iron hand of disciplined rust
the water runs down hill, clouded to clear
even as up falls as gravity steers
still there, left in lost light and those years
written in the runes "she's here"
written in the ruins of her tears
she's here
