Algernon Michael Roark

Graylinger Grotto Algernon Michael Roark

Gray maiden had climbed from a ship on the shore,

and had long ago forgotten why they had stumbled and moored.




Gray maiden, gray maiden, gray maiden of old,

you have wandered away too far from the fold.




Gray maiden had made a life of her own,

but had left her children to cry and to mourn.




Gray maiden, gray maiden, gray maiden of old,

you have wandered away too far from the fold.




Gray maiden you lived in our heart, our soul and breath,

we love you, we love you, we love you to death.




Oh maiden, oh maiden, my future gray maiden,

you have wandered away too far from the fold.