White Willow The Reach
Towers tall
Stand before me
As I leave the hall
To heed this call
High above
Roses climb
As evening's hours die
A distant cry
I must leave
All behind
Shed all those ties that bind
My tethered mind
Darkened light
I must take care
Never shine to bright
Stay out of sight
Once, on a windswept shore
I stood alone
Sensed that far cry
Across the reach
Tool the bell
For this sad world
Was my prison cell
A pleasant hell
End this pain
End my time
In this blind god's domain
Of brutal claim
Fragrant night
Give me shelter
From these stars too bright
And hide my flight
