A ballad loosely based on the Irish legend of Aengus,and some truthy historical fiction. Oh, and there might be some sort of an allegory about falling in love with the past in there too.Lyrics:\n\nAs I wandered through Glen Helen\nIn the mist of the early night,\nA woman stood along the path\nRobed in purest white.\nShe took my hand, she led me by\nPathways I\'d never seen\nThrough the forest, through the sleeping trees.\nNever a word she spoke.\n\nNothing she said to me... (x4)\n\nBy the marsh, and by the ruined dam\nShe led the winding way - \nDown among the lilies\nThat in hidden beauty lay.\nWe danced within the darkness,\nHer footsteps tracing mine,\nAnd we danced within a melody\nThat shattered feeble time.\n\nNothing she said to me... (x4)\n\nI kissed her as the music fell;\nShe smiled, and turned away.\nShe placed her hand upon me,\nAnd gently turned my gaze\nTo the walls that lie a memory\nOf a time gone long ago -\nFor their stones tell of a town,\nAnd when the old dam broke.\n\nNothing she said to me... (x4)\n\nDistant memories linger there,\nBut her amber eyes\nNow are etched forever\nIn another memory - mine.\nTell me why I dream of you\nAnd trace our steps alone,\nFor I\'ll walk these paths forever.\nYou\'ve ensnared me even though\n\nNothing you said to me... (x2)\nNothing you said...\nNothing you said to me... (x3)\n\nThanks to Julio for the assist with the melody - the song wouldn\'t be the samewithout you! Aengus, Ballad, Folk, Glen, Helen