The Hollows - LYRICS

The Hollows is an album of ten original and eclectic songs which were recorded over a period of 4 years.  

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

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

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

Au fond de Broceliande

Vive les arbres d’un autre temps

Ils te chuchotent tout bas

Rejoins la danse de bras en bras

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

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

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

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

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