Watch me floating through the early hours of life
Show
me the corner of a time where I can hide
From sadness and feeling and
running and kneeling
Past houses and gardens and railways and churches
Weave a halo round our starry maypole
And send me spinning round your
heavenly body
Lead me softly with a footstep lost in space
Gently
dance me to the beat of an ancient place
Past Scotland and Sweden and
Iceland and Eden
Past Viking and Roman and Caveman and Snowman
Weave…
Swing me with the wind above the end of the open air
Wind the globe around to find a world no longer there
No modern, no
olden, no future, no golden
No daytime, no night time, no meantime, no
right time
Weave…
Wish me away upon on the trail of a future tide
Meet
me on the day where love and love may coincide
With foresight and mystery
and memory and history
Through motion and sources and magnets and forces
Weave…