Song Of The Healer
SALLY OLDFIELD
We sail the rivers of the twilight sun
We have no harbor when our fishing's done
We have no home but that of the windy mountain
Follow the sun 'till the day is done and the moon's on fire
We had a king, touched our eyes with healing
We wander barefoot on the sunset sand
The summer lingers on our master's hand
He is a man of love; He is a man of wisdom
Rising at dawn, keep the children warm with his cloak of honey
We had a king, touched our eyes with healing
We sail the rivers of the twilight sun
We have no harbor when our fishing's done
We have no home but that of the windy mountain
Follow the sun 'till the day is done and the moon's on fire
We had a king, touched our eyes with healing