Came the a mist dissolved trees And in Colours fly fading by Pale and cold as figures fill glade Grey is the web they on and and and Through the flame still summer lingers Though picture soon sha tter All, always the same But there appears shades Though your eyes in There was once a harvest in this land Reap from the turquoise harlequin, harlequin Dancing round three children fill the glade Theirs was the laughter in the stream and Close your door, the picture fades again from the flame in fire - All, always the same But there in shades Though your eyes in the All, all not lost And appears in the shades When your eyes put them put