A summer night, I find a boat Tied to a tree, a normal home She lost her string and stepping in I push the shore there, an act of stealth A troubled glad without a voice A mountain song, the boat moves on The water runs on either side The circle swell, a sudden light takes me I fix my view upon the ridge Horizon's eye above the gray sky I tip my oar to raise the stroke The wading swan, the image broke A looming peak, a pirate size Uprears its head, a sudden guise takes me LyricsKeeper