Under a blue sky I shall lie,
watching life just pass me by.
Falling into the earthen spell
none but I alone can tell.
Hear my heart sing its song,
within it I have tarried long.
Woods and water and hill and dale-
this is my tale, this is my tale.
Sun and moon and rain and dew,
This is for you, this is for you.

The leaves will fall from the trees,
and I shall fall upon my knees
weeping for those who have since passed,
wondering if my time has come at last.
And when my bones are finally rotten,
don't let the old world be forgotten.
All is ashes, all shall fall.
To the hall, O to the hall,
to where the great hearth is red-
and all is dead, all is dead.

We are earth, to earth we return,
but still power is what we yearn;
Do not swan around the earth,
for within the ashes are no mirth.
The white gull upon the white shore
whose call you shall hear nevermore.
All shall fade ere break of day,
All away! All away!
Grey ships shall come and we shall go,
None shall know! None shall know!