When I Last Saw You

Grace was about your hand like a gleaming glove And beauty about your head seemed like a vivid veil Woven in an other world from youth and dew I was wounded by love, when last I saw you As you left the battlefield, silence came around And the beams that bore the sky crumbled into dust And Samhain's great door it closed under the ground And fled the white bird's blades, when last I saw you As dusk fell on the plain, the black foe won the day And Dana's warriors fair, they abandoned me Searching for a silver arm in a far off place I lost their light and yours, when last I saw you Out of the land of youth, now I'm wandering I spend my useless life walking empty strands But strength and joy I take remembering How beauty was your face, when last I saw you