Closed my eyes by a violent river filled

with thoughts that left me shiver

longed for a land to be delivered

where the young don't catch the ship

fair voice ran cross my ears

sadness drenched for many years

she'd had enough of the children's tears

their cries had reached the judgement seat



i heard the banshee mark the day of the death

of kings both strong and cruel

forgive me father if my eyes are dry

but i've seen too much of their rule



thought she dwelled only in stories

but there she stood on the green before me

pale blue eyes and a terrible glory

of one who sees the end of thing

thru wars and workhouse she had traveled

watched so many lives unraveled

held her breath upon the gavel

now would justice come at last



i saw the bansee in the houses of power

she was beautiful beyond all belief

this time she came for the heartless killers

and no one found any grief



woke again with a sudden shiver

found a land still undelivered

thru myself in a violent river

and swam against the cursed pull

all our myths and dreams and longings

filled with tyrants' final fallings

gardens lost and echoes calling

adam, where are you?



i saw the banshee in the hands of my Lord

only mercy held her release

but nothing's forgotten and

nothing's overlooked

everything sowed is reaped

nothing's forgotten and

nothing's overlooked

the eye of God never sleeps