Pilgrim’s Rest Windhand

You'll just lay softly
I think you cannot age at all
In the cloth of some pearly wool
How did you grow so hard of stone

And I hear every memory that beats like a drum
A sundown so plain and new

And you sleep like a moon
And take the end from the ruin

All things are love
And all love is pain
And our pain is all that is true

You'll just lay softly
I think you cannot age at all
In the cloth of some pearly wool
How did you grow so hard of stone

And I hear every memory that beats like a drum
A sundown so plain and new
To float like a feather but shoot like a gun
And it's too fast, it's too much, too soon

And you sleep like a moon
Take the end from the ruin