Harlequin — Genesis

Came the night a mist dissolved the trees And in the broken light colours fly, fading by Pale and cold as figures fill the glade Grey is the web they spin, on and on, and on and on Through the flame still summer lingers on Through her pictures soon shatter

All, always the same But there appears in the shades of dawning Though your eyes are dim All of the pieces in the sky

There was once a harvest in this land Reap from the turquoise sky, harlequin, harlequin Dancing round three children fill the glade Theirs was the laughter in the winding stream, and in between Close your talk, the picture fades again From the flames in the firelight

All, always the same But there appears in the shades of dawning Though your eyes are dim All of the pieces in the sky

All, all is not lost And light appears in the shade of dawning When your eyes can see Order the pieces, put them back, put them back