Snow falls, silent and slow   On the unforgiving land   You stand clutching your coat   Red twig dogwood in your hand   I see your face unchanged, unlined      No trace of age, no tracks of time   Walking over the fields   Tiny figure on the plain   You turn into the wind   And you seem to call my name      So long you've been unheard, unseen   Now here you are, inside this dream   Once in a golden time   We stood beside the river   And spoke of true things      We knew would last forever   Wild promises and heartless laughter   No whisperings of what comes after   Broken ties and unquiet years   You forget who you are   I still remember who you are      You live here in my dreams   Land of images and signs   Sleep now, I'll see you there   On the other side of time   We all are just points on some line   We'll meet again, we'll meet in time