Sleep of a Thousand Tears

With your white arms wrapped about me

And locked in embrace so cold

We slept a 1000 years or more

To awake in a land of gold

Where, the king of the world was a creature

Both man and woman and beast

Under a landscape boiled with a million strange flowers

And the sun set in the east

And we were heroes you and I

By virtue of age and skill

And we rode to the land

At the edge of the skies

To an emerald tower on a hill

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