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Where are you Jack my green man? It's in the forest where the wild wolf hides, she waits for the pull of the new spring tides And the call of the young horned man, she'll lie and mate with the rhythm of the land And the spells she'll cast into the night, a spiral dance, a mid-summer rite She'll kindle wood, light the fire, draw the circle, evoke desire And she'll walk the path that the old ones walk And she'll dance the dances they taught her And she'll sing the songs that the old ones sang for the magick now has caught her Throw the stones, read the runes, feel the power, draw down the moon Rowan, Oak and Hawthorn tree, in the scrying bowl we see Fire, water, earth and air, this ancient wisdom that we share Look to the moon, seek the find, here is the power of woman kind Come walk the paths that the old ones walk, come dance the dances they taught us Come sing the songs that the old ones sang, for the magick now has caught us Back to Track Listing.
Tonkin It's a tune, silly!
Tonkin Midnight calls and I will answer now I say goodbye you may seek me in the fading stars of morning sky as the daytime shadows lengthen then I may return as the sun hides in the hillside I began to burn Chorus Who are you I hear you asking who are you I hear you cry in the answer lies the question in the reason sits the why Falling stars shall be my teardrops moonbeams are my touch of love comet blaze shall be my anger sunrise says that I forgive close your eyes against the starlight touch the heavens with your mind then you will begin to see me never knowing what you find Back to Track Listing Setanta's Cup Adrienne Piggott Chorus She wears a cloak from the otherworld into the mist she'll fly on the wings of a swan her love waits there on the otherside Druid's child, daughter of the moon standing there in your pale robes on your wedding day was the power in the cup, was the vision in wine?
Is there truth to your dreaming? It's time you were away Chorus Lover of a God, chosen by the shining one bound to his mystery she took his seed she's coming back from her fantasy back into reality with a gift from a God, Ulster's need Chorus Back to Track Listing Flower of Ireland R.
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Awake, awake young hero who is this girl you've take to wife? Arise, arise my hero come follow me into the dawn of tomorrow arise, arise my hero come with me now or forfeit your life As his young love gently slept into the land of dreams he went to find the voice that was Goddess sent to seek the Lady Morrighan and in that strange and distant land a raven woman awaited him but his love she'll never have he'll not fly with you Morrighan Beware, beware young hero I mark this time now that you have mocked me beware, beware young hero when I felt love has now turned to hate take care, take care my hero a Goddess rejected will not be forgotten take care, take care my hero I'll have your life now you've sealed your fate And in the morning's early light he awoke with his young love by his side the dreaming now had left his mind but not the shadow of Morrighan Back to Track Listing Cattle Raid of Cooley R.
Tonkin It's a song without words - or as us musicians call it, a tune!
In the middle of the game one of the cards fell to the floor. He used to live in this cave and used to get milk, butter and eggs from a farmer who used to live near Cahir's Den. Question: When is a shooemaker dying? THen he left Newbridge and started for home on Sunday night, and reached home on Monday morning in time for work. There is something awe-inspiring in the mere massiveness of these piled and ordered stones, the visible boundaries of invisible thoughts; that awe is deepened by the feeling of the tremendous power [pg ] lavished in bringing them here, setting them up in their ordered groups, and piling the crowns of the cromlechs on other only less gigantic stones; awe gives place to overwhelming mystery when we can find no kinship to our own thoughts and aims in their stately grouping. Additional Notes: You can find them mostly living near Volcanoes Their will be signs that indicate your in it's territory , This grimm is extremely difficult to kill and killing one is considered an achievement. Appearance: Black with white stripes, with small spikes along the spine that grow as they age, and a thick bone plate on the face.
Love is night and the tide is calling you know you'd move with perfect synergy and in your mind the movie's rolling pulsing with sensual energy CHORUS And if she speaks in riddles, if she speaks in rhymes and you understand the meaning set between the lines and if you can lose yourself when you look into her eyes and the sound of the wind is like a lovers sigh then you're marooned on Venus Day dreaming through your waking it's time to get your feet back on the ground and you think that it's yours for the taking that it's the best thing that you ever found but love is night and fickle Venus is calling she's gone and put your head up in the stars and it seems you'll never reach her perhaps you should've just stayed there on Mars