Happed in Mist Lyrics

Happed in mist these twenty-five
Eventful years seem to me now
And in all but one a friendly haze
A ghost of gladness by my side
With horse and plough I marched with pride
Of the purest kind
Then a blink of light and it's flander's fields
At the end of time
And through the flash and cannon's roar
I saw my Christine's smiling eyes
And with no more thought of blood or shell
I made my way, to hold her near
But truth and honour's henchmen found me
Leaving here
A madman's rave and a coward's grave
For a volunteer
And in his eyes flew snipe and curlew
In his throat blew moistened air
In his mind the wood the king stole
That robbed the land and laid it bare
But..
In his heart his lover's memory
Singing on their wedding night
Where once the parks grew thick with corn
That solemn tune was with him now
Happed in mist, the king's own rifles
Ready Aiiiiim
The floors of the forest
Are a wee'd away.