Visions of men never known   Never seen, never heard, never shown   Characters lying in wait   Responsible figures of fate   With memories and faces as long as their hate      Paths and the angles of light   Find their way into my eye   Recorded and logged for a time   Some living, some loving, some dying      There are factors re-arranged every time   The phrases, the angles, so fine   Sunken valleys and decades of crime   Distant seasons   A smile that was quoted as mine      Paths and the angles of light   Find their way into my eye   Recorded and logged for a time   Some living, some loving, some dying