Tom: Am Am G Led through the mist F Dm By the milk-light of moon Am E7 Am E7 All that was lost, is revealed Am G E7 Our long bygone burdens, mere echoes of the spring Am E7 But where have we come, and where shall we end? F Am Bb E7 If dreams can't come true, then why not pretend? A Oh how the gentle wind Bm E7 Beckons through the leaves A C# Bm As autumn colors fall Bm E7 Dancing in a swirl A Of golden memories Bm E7 A D Dm A The loveliest lies of all