The fire was warm against my hands As I stood for a moment reaching out
The sky was full of stars The moon was silver on the edge
I heard the forest As the wind went through it
Walking down the road a ways It curves back and forth silver on the edge
A turn nine miles down It was midnight The sky was full of stars
The gate was broken down And the graveyard behind I slipped up like a shadow
Above your grave An angel stands With spread out fingers And upturned hands Stone eyes that look up forever In a sky full of stars And a moon with silver on the edge