Humaniora

Light came true from some window in the woods
Palace huge, above in the winter view
Got my voice right
Gold face, no eyes
Movement there of some shadow on the door
Through the air, it comes for the onyx orb
Thought I saw you
Start to fall through
There is a future somewhere
Out there along the skyway
Ivory, the inlets of astral things
Above in the winter view
Echoing the princess, her mask, and me
In love at the end of time