Lyrics to Sonnet

When the bells of the sea sound from the deep

And mist, like lands about to vanish

The shadows of the past begin to speak

Oh Lyonesse, sweet Lyonesse



I wish that I could freely wander through your hills

And touch the nightly visions that you held

Beyond the price of things for which man kills

And for which Merlin's wisdom always spell'd



Ah, Lyonesse, sweet Lyonesse

I saw men with shire horses making fields, not war

The sunshine playing with children on the shore

As the dream of you touched me to the core



Beyond the sight of men

Beyond my grasp

The dream of you is something

That will last...