I sang to you of the sun and moon
Sailing the waters of the sky
How reckless love
And tides of time
Brought him to close to her slow fire
But beyond all hope
Beyond belief
O'er the very edge of night
Sometimes soaring closer
Or fading farther
Ever on the verge of sight
They may not touch
They cannot speak
Yet even now dance they together
Through wintering waters
On a sheen of sunlit stars
Though long years may seem to part us
Perhaps you are not far
Behold me, I am Tilion:
I too will bear your scars.