Edenvale

A woman that I met was not quite who I thought
For I made an image, in pure gold it was wrought
There was a man that I met back when we were young
In Edenvale found from some tree last week hung
May the road rise with you
May your river run deep
May the ones who are true
In your life well you keep
Watch the amber lights gleam upon the midnight streets
You’ve nowhere to wander, no one really to meet
But our glasses we raise, rooted voices let ring
To the ships setting off, those lost or coming in
May the road rise with you
May your river run deep
May the ones who are true
In your life well you keep
May the road rise with you
May your river run deep
May the ones who are true
In your life well you keep