Her Memories Of Silk and Twine

She came to me in my sleep
With her skin like wool of sheep
i caught a glimpse of her lonely silhouette
a lovely maiden i have met
i lay on my bed mesmerized
hoping to dream of her in moonlight
No, she only came in my sleep
carrying her golden clip

i never saw her again
even in the day i cut my vein
for in that dream she drove away my loneliness
now she bring me to long lowliness
at first i was stunned with her beauty
now i long for that dream to be free for me
each night i kneel and pray
and tell god to keep that dream from going astray

Now i'll sleep again for a long time
hoping to see her face so sublime
i want to catch her, to kiss her
but in the darkness i have been lured
she only came in my sleep, she'll never be mine
all i have is her memories of silk and twine
her golden hair like sweet golden wine
are just memories of silk and twine