Woodland
Morgana Moon

When the crescent lifts her shadowy veil,
And the wood grows bright with silver light,
The queen of night with a crown of stars,
Dances through the clouds in flight.

And in her face a memory,
Of long ago in a distant sea,
When she called upon the ocean waves
And spoke of times forgotten days.

She calls me to the river,
And holds me by the water,
And gazing in her mirror,
A glimpse of forever.

And so her love called on the sea,
And the clouds danced over the thirsty land,
And falling upon the distant peaks,
Down to the valley how the waters ran.

And the sea became many rivers,
Journeying alone,
And even forgetting from whence they came,
They always ran towards home again.

She calls me to the river,
And holds me by the water,
And gazing in her mirror,
A glimpse of forever.
And by the light of the moon so bright
In the valley where the waters meet,
Two rivers becoming one,
And journeying home to the sea.

And by the light of the moon so bright
In the valley where the waters meet
Many rivers becoming one,
And journeying home to the sea....


Mirror lyrics:

And journeying home to the sea....
Many rivers becoming one,
In the valley where the waters meet
And by the light of the moon so bright

And journeying home to the sea.
Two rivers becoming one,
In the valley where the waters meet,
And by the light of the moon so bright
A glimpse of forever.
And gazing in her mirror,
And holds me by the water,
She calls me to the river,

They always ran towards home again.
And even forgetting from whence they came,
Journeying alone,
And the sea became many rivers,

Down to the valley how the waters ran.
And falling upon the distant peaks,
And the clouds danced over the thirsty land,
And so her love called on the sea,

A glimpse of forever.
And gazing in her mirror,
And holds me by the water,
She calls me to the river,

And spoke of times forgotten days.
When she called upon the ocean waves
Of long ago in a distant sea,
And in her face a memory,

Dances through the clouds in flight.
The queen of night with a crown of stars,
And the wood grows bright with silver light,
When the crescent lifts her shadowy veil,


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