Post by Arctura on Aug 8, 2014 17:34:03 GMT
Down by the green glen's river
down by the bluebell woods
where the willow branches shiver
in the tall oaks’ neighborhood
close by the pixie dell
where the fairies dance and play
that's where you'll find the beauty
of the unicorn at bay
Oh, through the morning glory
as the mists begin to clear
you can smell the flowers and woodsmoke
from the hermit's cave near
sometimes he can be heard singing
a strange lilt no one knows
a lost song of Fae, bringing
magic to Avalon
down by the bluebell woods
where the willow branches shiver
in the tall oaks’ neighborhood
close by the pixie dell
where the fairies dance and play
that's where you'll find the beauty
of the unicorn at bay
Oh, through the morning glory
as the mists begin to clear
you can smell the flowers and woodsmoke
from the hermit's cave near
sometimes he can be heard singing
a strange lilt no one knows
a lost song of Fae, bringing
magic to Avalon
