I understand
My long gone friend
That there are many paths to tread
Into the night
By sweet moonlight
Careful words
No more swords
Not behind, home
But in the heart
No matter which path I shall tread
To edge of night
All through this life
Remembered
Remembered
This time has passed
Gone brown, the grass
Whatever path I may now tread
Under starlight
White shores, beyond
Green country
Swift sunrise
White shores, calling
I understand
That we shall, one day, meet again
Forsaken hope
Forgotten wish
Autumn glades
It all fades