Interpret:

Bob Catley

Album:

The Tower

Senses take flight on their dulcimer strings 
 By the flickering light as the candle is dimmed 
 Kissed by the breath of a whim 
 At a peace close to dying that hides many things 
 Like the tears in the night, soothe the eyes but eventually sting 


 Night scented stocks weave their own threnody 
 Through a tinderless night steeped in old melodies 
 Words carried home by the breeze 
 Are suspended in time on this midsummer's eve 
 Under tender moon light in the temperate forest of dreams 


 Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds 
 Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings 
 All you can wish for is all that it brings 
 Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing 


 Sleep in this storybook's halcyon scene 
 Hear 'the whispering' speak of their timeless esteem 
 Nightfall has beckoned you here 
 To a place in a clearing where kingfishers sing 
 Of the crystal clear waters, alive in this magical spring 
 Tail on over 


 Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds 
 Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings 
 All you can wish for is all that it brings 
 Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing