One night I dreamt of feathers

As they swept by to an empty sea

Beyond the icy mountain trails

To a land where it is always spring

With gentle breezes and blossoming gardens

To a time where children ran free

With laughter that knows no bounds

I walked with the Fey in moonlit woods

When a soft rain fell like shooting stars

From the blanketing heavens above

It was a kind of peace I longed for

Where dreams were held in your hands

Where no weary faces peered out

Its beings had mysterious smiles

And arms that encircled to steal your pain

With a whispering music playing all around

It was a magic all in its own existence

If ever I had known happiness it was there

I was led there not so very long ago

On a night when I dreamt of feathers