Lyrics
and the truth is as the dream
and the wind your dying moans
Then it is i ll come to thee, and the wind speaks through a dream
Not by storm, when the moon cup crowns the hill
when the earth grip has your bones
in the lays the salmons sing
Then it is i ll come to thee, in the dawning s star pale light
Wait by the magick apple tree, in the dawning s star pale light
then it is i ll come to thee
Dreaming seeded in my womb, by the way of the little wood, by the stone
And through the mist of the root that binds, and the truth is as the dream
In the black the raven s wing, not by storm
In the need fire s embers bright, when the sword at last is free, and the truth is as the dream
Not by storm, and with the owl s swift decree Spiral, wait by the magick apple tree
in the need fire s embers bright
In the dawning s star pale light, when the sword at last is free Blackthorn's, not by storm
And the truth is as the dream, then it is i ll come to thee Blackthorn's, nor by flame
Then it is i ll come to thee, in the black the raven s wing Spiral, and with the owl s swift decree
when all is not as it would seem
In the black the raven s wing, not by storm nor by flame
Where once the faerie hill fort stood, in the dawning s star pale light Rune, beneath the blackthorn s groaning bough
And the fire is in the sea, dreaming seeded in my womb, then it is i ll come to thee
Not by storm nor by flame, in the lays the salmons sing
by the way of the little wood