Jelena — The Gathering

My friend She tipped over Out of childhood into sadness She’s always shining But nevertheless Her beautiful heart is drowned in grief

Sugar horse, lives inside Like a friend In need

Far and wide she’ll gaze Upon the flowers bloom Jaded, her mind in a daze From the medicine gloom

They leave her with her friend A force of nature filled with strength

Sugar horse, lives inside Like a friend In need

Words by Anneke van Giersbergen