SHADOWLING

Celtic music

SHADOWLING

DOWN IN THE MEADOW WHERE THE WHIPPOORWILL CALLS
AND THE WEEPING WILLOWS GROW
THE MOON STAYS FULL MOST EVERY NIGHT
AND THE GOBLIN WINDS DOTH BLOW.

THERE IS A SHADOWLING BOY, THEY SAY
LIVING IN THAT PLACE
THEY'VE HEARD HIM LAUGH AND SEEN HIS TRACKS
THOUGH NONE HAVE SEEN HIS FACE.

UP ON THE ROOF IN MIDNIGHT'S DARK
DOWN BY THE WISHING WELL
THEY SAY HE HAUNTS THE VILLAGE GREEN
THEY SAY HE COMES FROM HELL.

WHEN MISCHIEF IS DONE, THEY SAY HE'S THE ONE
WHEN SOMETHING IS FOUND AMISS
THEY SAY HE'S TO BLAME, THOUGH NONE KNOW HIS NAME
AND I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT THIS.

FOR MANY MOONS, I'VE SEARCHED THE MEADOWS
THE FOREST AND THE TREES
AND CALLED FOR HIM, THE SHADOWLING BOY
BUT NO ANSWER HAS COME FOR ME.

I BROUGHT HIM ROSES FOR PRESENTS
AND BREAD THAT I BAKED MYSELF
AND WHEN I TURNED 'ROUND AT THE WISP OF A SOUND
THERE WASN'T A CRUMB OF IT LEFT.

ONE NIGHT IN THE STORM AS I STOOD BY THE BROOK
AS THE DAY FADED INTO TOMORROW
I THOUGHT I HEARD A LOW, LONELY CRY
AND I THOUGHT I FELT HIS SORROW.

IN THE LIGHTNING STRIKE, I SAW A SHADOW
AND THE SHADOW STOOD ALONE
I REACHED MY HAND OUT TO THE GHOST
BUT IN THE NEXT BREATH IT WAS GONE.

THE PEOPLE SAY HE'S EVIL
AND MALEVOLENT AND MEAN
BUT I DON'T THINK IT'S FAIR TO JUDGE
SOMEONE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN.

THE SHADOWLING BOY IS A FABLE, SOME SAY
AND OTHERS SAY, A MYTH
BUT I THINK HE'S REAL, IN MY HEART, I CAN FEEL
HE'S THE ONE THAT I WANT TO BE WITH.

I'LL SEARCH FOR HIM AS LONG AS IT TAKES
TILL THE END HAS TAKEN OVER THE WORLD
BUT THE THING YOU DON'T SEE 'CAUSE YOU CANNOT SEE ME
IS THAT ......I AM A SHADOWLING GIRL.

©BY Voo Shining Stone
1:30 p.m.
Jan 19, 2005