Running away out of the light Thoughts fulfilled by great desire The cage around is holding me back The shining moon spends all the fire Nothing but my loughing heart Strolling through the ambrosial fields Colours turn to grey and black And noises disappear Take my hand and join my side Join me in the dark Where dreams come true, where lights turn low And sweetest wind may blow Shining tears, floating far above Around the gleaming one Feel the ground, the mossy path Gliding so far, far away