An eagle cries

Her sorrow drawn

Bare branches black

Snapped to track

Her fate in the ground

She crossed the ridge

Onto the breach

The valley bright

Tore the night

Only visions reach

Mournful moon

With her silver rays

Stealing time

To burn the day

She longs to hear

The northern winds turning fair

She dares to wear

The dark heart of the rock

But I was there

The eagle too

A shadow stone

Alone to roam

Savannah to the sands

Mournful moon

With her silver rays

Stealing time

To burn the day

Many songs

Many of them

Many songs

Will never stay

Will never stay