ancient lace

in her bedroom
mirror hung the moon
as she gazed deep into her face

in her young mind
his starry eyes shined
as she dressed in white ancient lace

she knows
it's time to go
and find her true love

oh dear
please hurry on
you can't stay long
here

in the autumn
an open coffin
a dry leaf on her silver head

slowly lowered down
sinking under ground
with the silently sleeping dead

she knows
it's time to go
and find her true love

oh dear
let's hurry on
we can't stay long
here