The lady folded Her silver hair Behind her back With the strings of a veil. And cut me a pack Of a famous sword Sharp to East Her magnitude That made the table In an infinite tangle. And then the darkness came And wrapped on velvet feet And here through the window I saw a quickening eye. Reflecting time In the blowing night And pulled the shade To a clear green game And from the visions Riding heavy sea. And from the visions Riding heavy sea That cast the ships Into a sink as man And burn the ringing Don't wanna carry inside. Then the morning came Lapping up the winds From the tainted table That was serving time It's silver spoon That was breathing stars Images flown Like the birds of high Wings in the sun What a blessed sight.