In the blue tent beyond the hill,
Lies the watcher of my will.
There I hide my fears serene,
There I worship a silent queen–
Mistress of my mind,
Keeper of my fright.
In the blue tent beyond the hill,
Lies the watcher of my will.
There I hide my fears serene,
There I worship a silent queen–
Mistress of my mind,
Keeper of my fright.