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The Mystic’s Dream by Loreena McKennitt

Thursday, March 15th, 2007

A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It’s there that my heart is calling
All for the love of you
A painting hangs on an ivy
Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce […]

Snow by Loreena McKennitt

Thursday, March 15th, 2007

White are the far-off plains, and white
The fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height,
And denser still the snow,
A gathering weight on roof and tree,
Falls down scarce audibly.
The road before me smooths and fills
Apace, and all about
The fences dwindle, and the hills
Are blotted slowly out;
The naked trees loom spectrally
Into the dim white sky.
The meadows […]

The Old Ways by Loreena McKennitt

Thursday, March 15th, 2007

The thundering waves are calling me home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home to you
On a dark new year’s night
On the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing
Your eyes danced the song
Your hands played the tune
T’was a vision before me.
We left the music behind and the dance carried on
As we stole away […]

All Souls Night by Loreena McKennitt

Thursday, March 15th, 2007

Bonfires dot the rolling hills
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.
Somewhere in a hidden memory
Images float before my eyes
Of fragrant nights of straw and of bonfires
And dancing till the next sunrise.
CHORUS
I can see lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark cloak of night
Candles and lanterns are […]

Bonny Portmore by Loreena McKennitt

Thursday, March 15th, 2007

O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the lords in Old England would not purchase Portmore.
O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your […]

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