Helen

She lay beside him on the floor / Now nothing is the same as it was before / And all the thousand ships hauled east / As they swum through blackened seas / And the face I’ve never seen / Well it burns my dreams / And tears old Priam’s walls apart / And strikes the oil and urn / To light the stars / When all the infidels are seized / When all injustice is relieved / When all the sinners kiss the floor / When perfect peace reigns on us all / When all our memories are gone / Like golden splinters in the sun / Still a face I’ve never seen / Would burn / Would burn my dreams