High on the wet hillside A path lit by the moon Where the valley comes in view Red crosses hang I hear a voice calling It's flittering down As if a cold wind I remember you White glimpses of cloud Passing through the gloom You said it felt unreal I see a figure loom Dragged across the blue shore Through the morning hum Here you were my sunbeam Now you pass in the night I woke in dawn's dew Spinning sleep's deceit The day I brought you here We laughed at what's beneath A train pulling away Heading for a plume As I watched it out of view I remember you Daybreak like a whisper Passing a sickle moon Here you were my sunbeam Now you pass in the night Now you pass in the night Now you pass in the night Here you were my sunbeam Now you pass in the night