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Wanderlust

In the last days of summer, thirteen hundred and four
I bid farewell my home, set out on the moor
I pushed hard for the boundary and up to the hills
Thru the myst I heard a cry and my blood went a-chill
A dark shape in the forest tracked me all thru the night
'til I turned and drew steel in the flashing moonlight
Now my headstone is carved and the psychopomps wait
For my shadow to fall on the last iron gate

Be careful my love, there's a ghost on the hill
He carries a blade and I know he's there still
But if you must travel, you must go alone
Just be sure you can find your way home
Promise me you'll find your way home

When the wand'ring wind finds you, when the children have grown
Scrape the moss from the marker, read the letters on the stone
Take the path from the churchyard thru the black raven sky
Find the edge of the forest where the creekwaters rise
Beware of the beldam, she's not who she seems
Stay clear of the shadows, hold on to your dreams
I'll be there beneath the bloodmoon on the last autumn night
By a door in the hillside and an unholy light

-Chorus-

Now the road lies before me, I can almost hear the sound
Of a pipe and a drum and a world underground
So tonight I cross the bridge made from old turtle shells
My path lit by the fire from a kingdom in Hell
Your voice calls like silver, your tears fall like rain
How I long for your kiss, but I cannot remain