Woodland
Faery Mist

In the shade where the maidens wade,
The dew sleeps on the petals,
With an acorn cap and the scent of sap
A lonely pixie meddles.

A mushroom springs from a mossy bed,
Of fragrant moonlight dreaming,
And from the fire in the head,
Enchanted rivers streaming.

Through the mist on the waters of dreaming
Oh drink now from the river of sigh.
Where the unseen world is wildly weaving
In the melancholy wood of night.

The silky luminescent wings,
Of midnights' moonbeam riddles,
Sung upon the silver strings,
Of starlit forest fiddles.

The spiral of the branches reach,
The pattern of all life,
Written in the melody,
Upon a faery fife.

Through the mist on the waters of dreaming,
Oh drink now from the river of sight,
Where the unseen world is wildly weaving,
In the melancholy wood of night.

The ivy crowns and lichen gowns
Of dryads' woven dances.
Perched upon a toadstool throne,
A midnight faery glances.

Under the hill in the wild night,
The one the pixies kissed,
Hidden from all doubtful sight
The treasures of the mist.

Through the mist on the waters of dreaming,
Oh drink now from the river of sight,
Where the unseen world is wildly weaving,
In the melancholy wood of night.


Mirror lyrics:

In the melancholy wood of night.
Where the unseen world is wildly weaving,
Oh drink now from the river of sight,
Through the mist on the waters of dreaming,

The treasures of the mist.
Hidden from all doubtful sight
The one the pixies kissed,
Under the hill in the wild night,

A midnight faery glances.
Perched upon a toadstool throne,
Of dryads' woven dances.
The ivy crowns and lichen gowns

In the melancholy wood of night.
Where the unseen world is wildly weaving,
Oh drink now from the river of sight,
Through the mist on the waters of dreaming,

Upon a faery fife.
Written in the melody,
The pattern of all life,
The spiral of the branches reach,

Of starlit forest fiddles.
Sung upon the silver strings,
Of midnights' moonbeam riddles,
The silky luminescent wings,

In the melancholy wood of night.
Where the unseen world is wildly weaving
Oh drink now from the river of sigh.
Through the mist on the waters of dreaming

Enchanted rivers streaming.
And from the fire in the head,
Of fragrant moonlight dreaming,
A mushroom springs from a mossy bed,

A lonely pixie meddles.
With an acorn cap and the scent of sap
The dew sleeps on the petals,
In the shade where the maidens wade,


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