• Winter's on his way
    The wind she chills my face

    She combs my hair to tangles
    And blows away the dust
    Of the thousand lives I wrote
    And wore to veil my soul

    There's stardust on my shoes
    Fresh from dancing
    Across the galaxies

    My feet walk this Earth tonight
    I wear no life but mine
    No borrowed pain nor pleasure

    Just the pain that's all my own
    And the silence, full of echoes
    Once, where once I sang of my love.

    The cold wind keeps on blowing
    "Look up!", she whispers to my ear

    And with a hand of darkness
    Pulls away the clouds
    Like a veil of feathers woven

    Look up, my soul, and remember what you are!

    The stars they shine so bright.