Jack-O'-Lantern (The dwaallicht)
Across the moors He guides your wayIn night and mist The lantern unveils The swamp and sands As Jack dances Over puddles and pools He guides your wayOh his evil tales Are never told And kept secret in the moors He opens trapped doors And smiles as death himself He guides your wayIt is nearly dawn And day breaks through An orange cloud The treasure sparkles like the sun In bright golden rays And Jack points down To the water black and Waveless, a sea of memories The treasure so burning close It is yours to get He misguided your way © 2000, Jonathan Schlimazlnik |