Golden Harps

Old harp weeps silently in ancient halls
Now dark and cold

Old harp dwells in mirror of times so old
Where songs tell stories of lost worlds

Golden harp weeps
Golden harp sings
Of all the memory lost deep
Buried alive with its thrills
Far beyond a silent dream

Oh still misty dawn
Shine upon white shore
Paint a new horizon to lead me home

Where heart belongs to
Where soul whispers a name of you
Where harps sing of deepest dream so dear
I’ve lost and never hoped to find again

Golden harp, sing to me once
Of midnight blue eyes
Silver moon, show me pale stars
Shining bright upon a dream of us
Me sleeping in his dear arms

Old harp weeps silently ere break of day
Where dreams are slowly flowing so far away

Old harp sings the tales of ever broken heart
Being healed by caring soul from a deepest dream of mine