For its gates are closed.
Weeping at the gates of Aidenn
Remembering what was
Knowing what will be nevermore
Aidenn is Lost
Longing to catch stardust
Wishing for the day
Dreading the night outside of the gates
Inside the gates protection
Outside the gates dangers
O! Aidenn, Aidenn, a thousand tears of regret
A thousand memories of beauty unspoiled
Our innocence left within the gates
Our journey from Aidenn has been long
Our nights encompass us with coldness
Our days blanket us with a fever
O! For a cup of water from the springs of Aidenn
For a handful of fruit to quench the hunger of the soul
There we once dwelt
Peace and security
All needs met
No want known
Out of the gates into the reality
Reality- a shadow of Aidenn
A harsh taskmaster
Howling winds of those demons which were kept outside the gates
Now, we dwell in their wasteland of dark shadows
Where is Aidenn?
Will we ever see our precious country again?
Alas! Lost and agony are our path now
Never to traverse the path to Aidenn
We will never bathe in the sunrise again
We will never experience the joy of day
We will never be touched by the sunset
We will not look upon the stars again
Our memories of Aidenn are fading
O! How we are fallen and our dreams no longer have a place in Aidenn.
For us there are no dreams in Aidenn.
G. D. Williams © 2011
Amy Grant: Innocence Lost
I find this song by Amy Grant haunting. The melody is touching in a sad way. Innocence lost is something that we all can comment on this 8th day of January since we live on this planet traversing the cosmos.
We all seek what has been lost over time. Our current lives are a commentary on our daily struggles and triumphs.
For many they seek comfort in their religious tradition like Amy Grant. For others they just continue living, hoping for a better tomorrow for themselves and family.
Innocence lost…lost dreams…