The rabbit in his burrow observes the fog rise up from the soil and encircle the moss
She stands at the threshold of the dawn steps into the water and then she’s gone
Only the stillness marks the shape and where she once stood there is another in her place
Elemental forces gather in the heath where lavender and oakwood paths lead underneath and phantoms dreaming sleeplessly stray far from crescents gleam unhumanly and lovely though their faces are never seen
Fairy song through marigolds as wood ghosts ferry you along the words they sing magnetically will bid you come back home and darkness dwellers hidden in their lonely cloaks peek out from hooded moons and watch as births of worlds evolve
Come back home come back homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
