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Kim Robertson - Dance to Your Shadow lyrics
Many of my wanderings I cloak a feather's frame, When spirits stir like birds of air, That's when he sails away, And my maid is called blue water, I heard his grass is green, They cannot stop my serenade, For human love has failed, Human love has failed me, Dance to your shadow: When it's hard to be living, Dance to your shadow: When there's nothing there to heal you, Dance to your shadow: When it's hard to be living, Dance to your shadow: When there's nothing there to heal you, [chanting, hymning] On my race on through the battle field to pray in sacred grooves, Our nature's secrets onto me, by winds that pierce the soul, I'm a shade an ancient diving tree between half tide and flood, The sickle of it's root protect the prophet of the woods, The prophet of the woods, Dance to your shadow: When it's good to be living, Dance to your shadow: When there's nothing there to fear you, Dance to your shadow: When it's fine to be living, Dance to your shadow: When there's nothing there to fear you, [chanting, hymning] My only certain resting place, asleep in hollowed ground, Mother Earth, her lullaby gives solace to my wounds, And I drink my cold, blue water from a place from a called Labyrinth Square, Where spirits stir like birds of air, And sweetly stir to tell, Sweetly stir to tell, Dance to your shadow: Letting fate to riddle, Dance to your shadow: When there's nothing there to heal you, Dance to your shadow: For it's fine to be living, Dance to your shadow: When there's nothing there to heal you, [chanting, hymning] |
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