Silvered animate shapes reflect the moons light
Cast long blue shadows that now herald the dawn.
With solid ground underfoot, ethereal musings overhead
The earth lays a path for free, chosen hearts to follow
I follow the path though I do not know the way
I follow the path though I do not know the reason
I follow the path because I must not lose sight of you
For I am destined to follow wherever your wake moves
For I never forget you are ever the last warmth before
The world must awake into the stillness of winter