her to take his hand, She spread away from his dream, ooh. He stared that morning, he couldn't tell Where she had gone, where she was from. Sick at his
pray for inner peace. Let the moon enlighten you Like a midnight star. Is there a heaven great enough To spread my holy love for you? Irish rain, Irish rain, It's
Of nine sisters the son He hears leaves falling At heaven's end Ruler of sacred places The guardian of nine worlds Hofuth at his side At heaven's end
Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there, He once was a true love of mine. Tell him
eyes gazing, The guard of the sky Beholding their pride. Calling the waves, Playing in the shallows. What will they want? A seafarer?s heart. Come rain
grey lonely valley. I'm damned! Starless night, so vast and so black, My prayers slowly sink to a whisper. I see your smile, but then I see your eyes
Low tide river near Blackwater, Leaving a bridge for us, Three thousand men behind their shields: Warriors of the North, of the North. I?m not afraid
