The Fisher King

I went down by the riverside
That runs between the hazeled halls
And on an apple-blossomed hill
I slept beside the golden falls

And as I wandered far in sleep
The fisher king flashed blue on gray
I heard a voice come from the deep
And call my name from far away

Chorus:
Rain won't wash away the memories
And the wind won't hide her perfume
But it blows

I linger by the western sea
I hear the horseman riding past
Young dreams I dreamt are gone from me
Like summer whispers in the grass

(Chorus 2x)