Blue shadow glaze on the trees
Silver moon hides in the valley
Ghost children come to swing
The hidden forest believes
Pail skin damp, leaves cling
Mothers lament their journey
Men gather root for worship
Fire light fades
Bed of life, mystical place
In the mind a magical place
Surrounded by wars
Orchards, water runs
Where we never could
Stone under our feet
Easter we rise, hunt is complete
Lover I climb, you by my side
Island you give under
Whatever this is, whatever this is
Boys and girls and growing
All I can say is tried to love you
Each and every day
All I can say is I tried to love you
In each and every way