Where the stars sleep in the calm black stream
Like some great lily, pale Ophelia floats
Slowly floats, wound in her veils like a dream
Half heard in the woods, halloos from distant throats
A thousand years has sad Ophelia gone
Glimmering on the water, a phantom fair
A thousand years her soft distracted song
Has waked the answering evening air
1 | Tanis A Tunis |
2 | I'll Strangle You |
3 | Ophelie |
4 | To A Reason |
5 | Lettre Au Directeur Des Messageries Maritimes |
6 | Youth |
7 | Lines |
8 | Symphony of Ghosts [KatieJane Garside] |
9 | Victim Of Stars |