Camelot

 I met a knight upon the road

He said he was looking for buried gold

But buried near or buried far

He could not tell, he was following a star

And it told him left or right

When to duck and when to fight

Around each corner, tract or Spinney

He rode his mare and she did whinney

At the appalling gusts of wind

That blew in his face and thinned

The locks he grew when he was young

But though he grew old, this knight was strong

Ever searching for where he did belong

A landscape of the Avalon

I met a knight upon the road 

In his search for Camelot

We crossed paths and he shone

As a light of knowledge gone

From our world of busy men

As heaven holds

Her head a loft

And blesses in Sun the Castle Camelot

Arise Sir Knight and see through soft mists

Your lady rise from the lake as gift

Of giving life, and love and water

For the thirsty knight, in search of

a King's daughter

A princess whom the pure of heart shall find

But always searching for a love to bind

I left him there, and he shot an arrow

It passed through forests and cliff gaps narrow

It sailed out to the restless sea

And there it left its mark on me