Golden Apples of the Sun-Paul Winter & Friends

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[ar:Paul Winter & Friends/Karan Casey/Paul Halley]
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[00:00.00]Golden Apples of the Sun - Paul Winter & Friends/Karan Casey/Paul Halley
[00:02.28]I went out to the hazel wood
[00:08.01]Because a fire was in my head
[00:14.40]And cut and peeled a hazel wand
[00:21.07]And hooked a berry to a thread
[00:27.37]And when white moths were on the wing
[00:33.93]And moth like stars were flickering out
[00:41.17]I dropped the berry in a stream
[00:48.06]And caught a little silver trout
[00:57.23]When I had laid it on the floor
[01:03.73]I went to blow the fire aflame
[01:09.99]But something rustled on the floor
[01:16.84]And some one called me by my name
[01:23.56]It had become a glimmering girl
[01:29.75]With apple blossom in her hair
[01:36.47]Who called me by my name and ran
[01:43.61]And faded through the brightening air
[01:52.42]Though I am old with wandering
[01:58.76]Though hollow lands and hilly lands
[02:05.96]I will find out where she has gone
[02:12.80]And kiss her lips and take her hands
[02:19.67]And walk along dappled grass
[02:26.13]And pluck till time and times are done
[02:32.83]The silver apples of the moon
[02:40.22]The golden apples of the sun