Astray - Lyriel

Alas, my love, alas

Some things slip away so easily

Hold on to the time

You were so perfectly mine

In a different time

I lay my head to rest

On a bed of silk and thyme

And rosemary upon my chest

No hand to guide my heavy dreams

No eyes to lighten deeper means

No lungs to share a common breath

No skin to hold in soft caress

We are grown apart

In a time astray

But your boldly flaming heart

Is making me stay

Is making me stay

Alas, my love, alas

Some things slip away so easily

Hold on to the time

You were so perfectly mine