Way up there in the poison glen
The suns going down on the misty mountain

And Im watching
And wondering
Feeling something from long ago

Haunted echo that surrounds the glen
The heather creeping through
The burned [bad word] 

And Im watching
And wondering
Feeling spirits of long ago

Who in the valley shed the poison tear? 
No one knows
An old legend of a mythical hero

And Im watching
And wondering
Feeling something from long ago

May this vale be my silver lining
Pleasing nature with a hearts desire
The burned [bad word] 

And Im watching
And wondering
Feeling everything from long ago