(A ballad of sorts. Any simularity to persons alive, dead, or in between is purely coincidental.)

1.  I chase ghost lights
     through a dream
     where nothin's ever
     as it seems.
     A shadow drifting
     thru my mind
     leaves desire
     burning behind.

chorus:  As the raven flies--
               As the raven flies--

2.  Like a phantom
     She steals away
     running from the
     light of day.
     Like the echoes
     of love's song,
     when I awaken,
     she's always gone.   

            As the raven flies--
            As the raven flies--

3.   Parts of her 
      are illusion,
      and other parts 
      are real.
      What we have
      burns too briefly--
      A fire fed by
      need and fear--

           As the raven flies--
           As the raven flies--
           As the raven flies--  (fade)
           As the raven flies--