Like a mirror not a single way on in a silence this like a slave in for you yeah We need a surface hunter man the face We need too rise he wants to take revase See the spirits dancing on the lake...
The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory I cannot fight blindfolded and I'd freeze if I should see So I need to sacrifice my eyes...
He said I must be dreaming But I thought I heard the sound The sound that lovers make As they drop down from the window Quiet as cats, across the courtyard Moving from shadow to shadow Past the guards...
You held his head in your hands And looked at me with your cold eyes "This is the place where it ends" And talked me into break ice I lost all things that I loved One million things I still...
In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could not love the less, So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that...
Lake WennahatcheeFor one week that summer of 1971, my family and Paul Pfeiffer's rented side-by-side cabins along its placid shores. - Dammit! It was a place to get away from the aggravations of...