Son sit down,
And I will tell you a story,
About the young man I was,
So desperate for glory

A proud and vain fool,
But I was the envy of men,
Because the woman I loved,
Loved the heart of me then.

Stole away, to hide in the stars,
All that I knew,
I'll never say

They called me a hero,
The great, the righteous one,
But son I've spent the rest of my life wishing to,
Undo all that I've done

Oh the White river glows,
With the light of the moon,
As they turned her to stone,
Oh the white river burns,
With the light of the moon,
As the starlight returns

Son she sang,
To the heart of man,
Although many have tried,
They were my ships at sea,

That touched down on their shore,
And I would destroy them again,
Those who called it her fate, but the truth of it is,
I gave her to them