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When I become the Moon
(Eliza Gilkyson)
I remember yesterday, when I become the moon
When all the stars came out to play, we danced away
the gloom
Circled 'round the ring of stones before they fell
in ruin
I can hear our voices still, when I become the moon
High Diana ruled the wood,
traces still remain
Shared the wisdom and the herb, shared the joy and
pain
Echoes of life's passion play still haunt the bride
and groom
But they'll be wed again someday, when I become
the moon
Soldiers of the holy war,
holy greed command
Claimed the Earth and all her shores, stole Diana's
land
But in my heart there lingers still the dark of
her perfume
I drink the earthy wine until I become the moon
All that's left is history,
and Diana's blood and bone
Fragments of a mystery, her story is our own
But undercover of the stars her secret is exhumed
I bow before her beauty now, and I....become....the
moon.
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I first heard this song on the original
Barddas compliation of modern Bardic music
from the Order of Bards Ovates and Druids.
It was one of the songs that proved to
me that it was possible to write, and
play, Pagan songs that evoked the magic
and mystery of the Path. I feel very honoured
that Eliza has given me permission to
record the song on my forthcoming CD.
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