The Hazel Wood

I went out to the hazel wood
Because a fire was in my head
Cut and peeled a hazel wand
Hooked a berry to a thread
And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flick'ring out
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout

Ooh

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame
But something rustled on the floor
And someone called me by my name
It had become a glimmering boy
With apple blossoms and dark hair
He called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air

Ooh

Silver apples of the moon
Golden apples of the sun
Lost my heart in the hazel wood
I'll find out where he has gone

Silver apples of the moon
Golden apples of the sun
Lost my heart in the hazel wood
I'll find out where he has gone

I fell in love in the hazel wood
I fell in love
I fell in love in the hazel wood
I fell in love
I fell in love in the hazel wood
I fell in love

Silver apples of the moon
Golden apples of the sun
Lost my heart in the hazel wood
I'll find out where he has gone

Silver apples of the moon
Golden apples of the sun
Lost my heart in the hazel wood
I'll find out where he has gone

(free improv)

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I'll find out where he has gone
And I'll kiss his lips and I'll take his hands
And walk among long dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
Silver apples of the moon
Golden apples of the sun