Dreams, come home to my heart again With the memory of the past, Come with your pleasure and your pain And your hopes too bright to last. Come from your hidden graves that lie In the beautiful realms of the days gone by ; Come from your glorious graves that lie In the realms of the days gouO by 1 I will welcome ye all again, As once in the halls of Eld, Welcome the pleasure and the pain For the beauty your brief lives held. Dreams, come out of your secret graves In the woodland wilds and the dim sea caves ; Dreams, come out of your myriad graves In the wilds and the dim sea caves I Ye throng the halls of my heart onoe more With faces sad with pain. Oh, faded ghosts of the dreams of yore, The joy comes not again. Go back to your mournful graves that lie In the shadowy realms of the days gone by ; Go back to your voiceless graves that lie In the realms of the davs srone bv !