Wanted to repost this song, my current favorite of the summer. I love the lyrics...
There is a spirit in the woods
A sound that few have understood
Pen at his wood carved flute
and the nymph at her hair-strung lute
I stay all afternoon
Greet the rising of the moon
Grow whiskers on my chin
When summer comes again
There is a vision in a book
A sight that many have forsook
the druid is crouching by the sea
cradling the once and future king
I read the words out loud
stepping behind the shroud
A hope that words can mend
When summer comes again
There is a darkness in the sky
the windows were open all last night
the clouds are crying out in pain
Im waiting on the sound of rain
Standing at the screen door
knowing I never wanted more
The creature can keep his sins
When summer comes again
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