Al Stewart

And I think of you now
As a dream that I had long ago
In a kingdom lost in time
In a forest of evening
The archer is bending a bow
And I see you bring him bread and wine
Down the legions of years
The invaders have taken this land
And bent you to their will
And the memories fade of the ancients
And all that they had
Though the magic lingers round you still
Oh, who would walk the stony roads
of Merlin's time?
And keep the watch along the borderline
And who would hear the legends passed
in song and rhyme?
Upon the shepherd pipes of Merlin's time