The Sundial - Dreamland Lyrics
[Verse 1:]Bottomless vales and boundless floods,And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,With forms that no man can discoverFor the tears that drip all over;Mountains toppling evermoreInto seas without a shore;Seas that restlessly aspire,Surging, unto skies of fire;Lakes that endlessly outspreadTheir lone waters - lone and dead,Their still waters - still and chillyWith the snows of the lolling lily.Lakes that endlessly outspreadTheir lone waters - lone and dead,Their still waters - still and chillyWith the snows of the lolling lily.Dreamland (dreamland)Dreamland (dreamland)[Chorus:]By the lakes that thus outspreadTheir lone waters, lone and dead,Their sad waters, sad and chillyWith the snows of the lolling lily,By the mountains near the riverMurmuring lowly, murmuring ever,By the grey woods, by the swampWhere the toad and the newt encampBy a route obscure and lonely,Haunted by ill angels only,Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,On a black throne reigns upright,I have reached these lands but newlyFrom an ultimate dim ThuleFrom a wild clime that lieth, sublime,Out of SPACE, out of TIME.[Verse 2:]By each spot the most unholyIn each nook most melancholyThere the traveller meets aghastSheeted Memories of the PastShrouded forms that start and sighAs they pass the wanderer byWhite-robed forms of friends long given,In agony, to the Earth and Heaven.HeavenHeavenDreamland (dreamland)Dreamland (dreamland)[Chorus:]By the lakes that thus outspreadTheir lone waters, lone and dead,Their sad waters, sad and chillyWith the snows of the lolling lily,By the mountains near the riverMurmuring lowly, murmuring ever,By the grey woods, by the swampWhere the toad and the newt encampBy a route obscure and lonely,Haunted by ill angels only,Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,On a black throne reigns upright,I have reached these lands but newlyFrom an ultimate dim ThuleFrom a wild clime that lieth, sublime,Out of SPACE, out of TIME.For the heart whose woes are legion'Tis a peaceful, soothing regionFor the spirit that walks in shadow'Tis- oh, 'tis an Eldorado!But the traveller, travelling through it,May not dare not openly view it!Never its mysteries are exposedTo the weak human eye unclosed[Talk:]So wills its King, who hath forbidThe uplifting of the fringed lid;And thus the sad Soul that here passesBeholds it but through darkened glasses.
