The Hollows - LYRICS
The Hollows is an album of ten original and eclectic songs which were recorded over a period of 4 years.
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All the lyrics are below.....
HOLLOW TREE
Rock me gently in a hollow tree
Fold me tenderly, bundle me to sleep
Chase my dreaming through the hidden door
Follow roots deep, ‘neath the forest floor
Where the redcap mushrooms raise their heads
Oftentimes I’d stray
Push the snowdrops from their blankety beds
To find the light of day
Roots and ivy tangle round my feet
Moss and lichen make my pillow sweet
Where discerning mortals fain would dwell
Dancing will I go
For to crack the corm and cast the spell
Watch the wild things grow
Rock me gently in a hollow tree
Fold me tenderly, bundle me to sleep
Roots and ivy tangle round my feet
Moss and lichen make my pillow sweet
If I answer not to thy bequest, pray please let me be
And pluck me not from my sweet nest in the hollow tree
CHILD OF THE BREEZE
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Come all you fine and fearless folk
Come all you wild and careless ramblers
Look to the moon at solstice night
Dance ‘neath the stars in bold abandon
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Dip, dive, spin, feel the earth be-
Neath your feet, dance in the arms of..
Silver spun wings of moonlight
Wind-blown star, child of the breeze.
North, south, west, east of Eden,
Wind, rain, snow, mist of Avalon
SAY IT WITH FLOWERS
Say it with flowers,
Say it with trees, tangled in greenery
Ivy-clad giants of the forest where I feel so small
And part of it all
Say it with flowers
Lost in a dell powdered with magic
A riot of colour where butterflies skim on the wing
And little birds sing
Say it with flowers
Soft summer meadows smothered with buttercups
Dragonflies darting so daringly down by the stream
In a primeval dream
Say it with ferns
Unfurling shyly down by the waterfall
White star anemones raising their heads to the sky
As gently go I
HOLLOW HILL
Under moon and under mountain
Beneath the velvet sky
Beneath the hollow hill… is where I lie
Entombed in earthy darkness
My spirit wanders wide
I’ll return each Hallows Eve
Walking by your side
Hollow hill, your will, echoes through
Time and space, your face, becomes mine
Long since my bones have felt the
Touch of the rising sun
Come make your peace with me
Your time has just begun
I will remain a warrior
Until the end of time
Bound fast to mother earth
Her fate entwined with mine
SNOWBOUND
Oh my love how soon you weary of these winter days
Round and round goes the time and on your mind it plays
You may tend the fire and wait for springtime to begin
But against the frost and snow you know you’ll never win
So it’s time for lying in
How your touch it warms my skin, your love it warms my heart
If I had my way you know we’d never be apart
Fire faeries dance and cast their shadows on the walls
While lords and ladies shiver deep in lonely palace halls
And the snow silently falls
Draw you nearer to the fire and rest your troubled mind
There is no more toil and only comfort here to find
The river’s raging torrent frozen hard as any ground
The forest breathing soft and low in frosty featherdown
And how I love to be snowbound.
BROCELIANDE
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Au fond de Broceliande
Vive les arbres d’un autre temps
Ils te chuchotent tout bas
Rejoins la danse de bras en bras
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Et quand la danse finit
Dans mes racines fais ton nis
Comme les fleurs tu dors
Rêves seulement de l’amour
Et quand la danse finit
Dans mes racines fais ton nis
Doucement endors-toi
Et reviens une autre fois.
WOEBETIDE HILL
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Clamber up through bush and briar to Woebetide Hill
Spent ferns throw rusted spires round Woebetide Hill
Wind gusts in ragged sighs round Woebetide Hill
Come watch the full moon rise o’er Woebetide Hill
Green grass flows, anoints your toes
Sanctuary you may seek on Woebetide Hill
Chaos walks on cloven feet on Woebetide Hill
Up here where the veil grows thin
We will draw the circle in
Blooms nod in springtime rain on Woebetide Hill
Time comes to meet again on Woebetide Hill
Watch fire burns, the season turns
MOONCHILD'S LULLABY
In a dark magic wood on Anansi’s fine web
A moonbeam was caught on a gossamer thread
The thread wove a nest and a silken cocoon
From whence there emerg-ed the child of the moon
Sing for the stars in phosphorescent sky
Sing for the child, the moonchild’s lullaby
Stars in the firmament flicker and wheel
Watch carefully for the dance they reveal
A dance that was born in the echoes of time
Imparting the seasons with rhythm and rhyme
Sing for the stars in phosphorescent sky
Sing for the child, the moonchild’s lullaby
SOUL SONG
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Days, weeks, months, years, all fragmentally scattered
While Mr Oak Tree watches us run around
In the long run, none of this really matters
In this place where we are so temporally bound
Search for your soul song
Echoing in the starry sky
Breathe deep and breathe long
Utter a nascent cry
Watch the cracks creep, ‘cross the magical mirror
As your reflection slowly disintegrates
All that’s left is one disembodied ego
And a cloud of stardust in metamorphic state
Let cosmic winds blow
Buffeting stardust to and fro
Come let your mind flow
Into an endless sky
Have you seen them, have you seen them in the sky
Running circles round the moon and stars
Have you heard them, as they whisper in the breeze
Singing songs of long ago and far away
STRANGE GARDEN
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I am wandering in a strange garden
The likes of which I have never seen
The air is sharp and it makes me restless
For the places I’ve never seen
And the clouds roll in and the air grows still
And the clouds roll in and the thunder beckons to me
And the rain falls like laughter
Washing my cares away
And the rain falls like an angel crying
And the rain falls like laughter
Washing my cares away
And the rain falls like a miracle
Washing everything clean
Like an angel crying