I was long inside a dream, I could not get loose
I will tell you of it, although there is little use
To tell a dream, when dreaming is all you ever do
But things were not so good, that I can't make light of it
My poor soul, it was having a dark night of it
It was a long night, a week, maybe a year
Chorus:
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Through the door of my dream burst
No zombie, no ogre, no devil there, but a flying man
With long trailing hair
Who perched upon the iron rail of my bed, oh Lord combing his long white hair
And saying my name
How could he know, when I did not even know my name?
Chorus:
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Maybe a long dark night, my precious one
Maybe a long dark night rolling around my eyes
Oh, Lord
The man who took me to be from elsewhere
When I too inhabited the earthly sphere lent down and
Struck me with his long trailing hair
Chorus:
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Maybe a long dark night, my precious one
Maybe a long dark night is rolling around my head
Oh, Lord