Crickjumper's Musings - Page Four
Song Section
Pagan Child
Pagan blood hot and wild running through my veins
Grandma knows and mother just smiles as we ready for the Beltine fires
Bonfire aburning, flames acrackling as we dance around the Beltaine fires
King of the forest, Pan O Pan we hear your pipes
Sing us a song as we dance in the moonlit night
Witches chant in the grove, there's farie song in the air this night
This night, this enchanted night
Bonfire aburning, flames acrackling as we dance around the Beltaine fires
Mother Goddess, hear your children, for our spirits are wild and free
We are natures children, we are wild and free
Pagan born and pagan bred, we are the spawn of the wild oak tree
Mystic wonders and magick in the air
Its Beltaine fires, its the time of year
Bonfire aburning, flames acrackling as we dance in honor of the Goddess
Pagan blood, hot and wild
Pagan born and pagan bred
Pagan born and pagan bred
As we dance around the Beltaine fires
Night Spirit
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
A stir of leaves. a gentle breeze
The elven guard, gives off a sneeze
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
Ancient memories, ancient sighs
And through it all are human lies
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
Humans will come, and humans will go
O Mother Earth just what do we sow
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
Pain and suffering and threats of war
O Great Goddess can we handle any more
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
Witches gather, a mystic chant
Tonight we heal, that we grant
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
Nighttime spirit has seen it all
If only man could heed the call
Yew tree roots ever so deep
Put the hate forver to sleep
Yew tree roots ever so deep
Put the hate forever to sleep
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
Nighttime spirit stops to rest
Spirit of the night walking in the moonlight
Nighttime spirit has done its best
" Mother Earth heeds your cries, do you heed Her's? "
