Like mist upon the lake when night has flown Reveals that those we've loved and those we've known From yesterdays and yesterdays before The casualties of time's eternal war In subtle shades of dawn's most fleeting glance Reflected in the mirrored lake's expanse Are not forgotten friends we hold most dear Nor are their ghosts the shadows which we fear For as the Sun the morning mist will raise Its curtain on the second act of days Where lovers who were lost are brightly found And friendship circles, one eternal round Our misted lives live on in memory While present joys find pleasant reverie Scott Ennis