Time Eternal
Words and Music: James Burgess
Early out this morning when the Sun is dawning
Sparkling on the waves
White-haired lady standing my grandmother mountain
Ancient of days
And you my Beloved, are you young or old?
Time Eternal, when you touch my heart
Your dreams so bold, Your wisdom so old
When my daughter's laughing, sparkling waves are laughing
I see you there
When my lover's dancing, my grandmother's dancing
Snowstorm in her hair
And you my Beloved, are You young or old?
Time Eternal, when you touch my heart
My dreams so few my wisdom so new
You are the One and Only Source of all my wisdom, my dreaming too
In all my gentle laughter, all my joyful dancing, I remember You
You my Beloved, You who are both young and old
Time Eternal when You touch my heart
Young dreams sparkle with light
Old wisdom deepens the night
Sparkling on the waves
White-haired lady standing my grandmother mountain
Ancient of days
And you my Beloved, are you young or old?
Time Eternal, when you touch my heart
Your dreams so bold, Your wisdom so old
When my daughter's laughing, sparkling waves are laughing
I see you there
When my lover's dancing, my grandmother's dancing
Snowstorm in her hair
And you my Beloved, are You young or old?
Time Eternal, when you touch my heart
My dreams so few my wisdom so new
You are the One and Only Source of all my wisdom, my dreaming too
In all my gentle laughter, all my joyful dancing, I remember You
You my Beloved, You who are both young and old
Time Eternal when You touch my heart
Young dreams sparkle with light
Old wisdom deepens the night
Adam's Initiation
Words: Anne Monger; Music: James Burgess
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My love slept behind a pale green haze
Lost to me, lost to the hungry rushing world My love lay curled in a corner of the Earth, pale misty shroud I did not see his face nor touch his skin that day But as the world turned, Sun rose and sank across his space I saw a child, a child of the gods A woman's son sink down To kiss his mother's breast and wipe her tears away |
Imbolc Fire Dance
Words: Anne Monger; Music: James Burgess
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Fire flicker, fire rage, burning, turning, round we go
Round, round, circling round Stamp, stamp, the Earth below, stamp and stamp the Earth below Wake up soon, Mother Earth, wake up soon, help our planted seeds to grow Open wide, don't sleep too long, open wide your natural girth Open wide, let us plant seeds so small expectant birth Awake awake, awake, awake, awake, awake, from your deep slumber Tramp and stamp, circle round Tramp and stamp, the flames are warming her Wake up soon Mother Earth, wake up soon Help our planted seeds to grow |
The First of May
Words: Anne Monger; Music: James Burgess
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The first of May and the world is full of flowers
The first of May, the first of May We light a fire in a basket made of flowers We light a fire, we light a fire We dance a dance, primrose and stitchwort We dance a dance, we dance a dance We dance a dance, bluebell and campion ]We dance a dance , we dance a dance |
Fionavar
Words: Ella Young; Music: James Burgess
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She, wild swan flying, far where winds are chill
She, cloud at sunrise, on the dark side of the hill Druid woman sombre eyed, turn the spindle at your side Spin a doom for Fionavar Sun and Moon and flowering grass Songs that live and songs that pass I spin for Fionavar On my spindle gold and red, silver, green and purple thread And black for Fionavar |
Mountain Heather
Words: John Cerriog Hughes, Verses: Words James Burgess; Music: James Burgess
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Mountain Heather all in flower
Longing fill me at the sight To stay here in the wind upon the hills Am Em Am G I brought my love a'courting here, 'tis where I gave my heart Am Em Bm D7 First kiss 'pon my lover's lips, a promise ne'er to part Many years since I saw that face, the grieving's all but gone These summers come and then they pass, another's almost done |
I Will Ask my Lord
Words: Taliesin / Matthews; Music: James Burgess
Spell of Morning
Words: John Matthews Music: James Burgess
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Spell of morning, spell of evening
Spell of summer, spell of winter Under the arch of the rainbow shadow I bring forth dreams, I bring promises Spell of evening , spell of daylight Spell of springtime, spell of autumn Under the path of the river's flowing I bring forth dreams, I bring promises |
Voice of the Bard
Words: William Blake and Nickomo Music: James Burgess and Nickomo
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O hear the voice of the Bard
Who present past and future sees Whose ears have heard the holy Words That walked among the ancient trees In every stone the song is ringing from every shore from every strand Who does not hear the greenwood singing Who walks alone upon this land? |
