Strangefolk

The women are a-weeping For their blue-eyed son The men are all beaten 'Cos their day is done You were out on the highway With the stars in your eyes Just saying 'alas alas alas We were too young to die Too young' The sky is blue and purple And the m

Every story has a beginning From our birth star to the very end And the wheel keeps on spinning The tattered cloth of love you wear These are the Shadowlands And nobody understands How to love you Every second makes an hour Wrap them tight and keep t