Maidenhair

Theres a spring in my dream, where the maidenhair grow
Water like diamonds, when it flows
Where the canyons run deep, and the walls get steep
Little bird sings a song from the ancient water seep

He says “follow the cotton in the air, where the maidenhair grow ill be there”

When he sings it rings in my dreams, when he sings it rings in my dreams

I saw your face on a rock up on the ledge, wide eyed with miracle staring over the ledge
When the fear of the fall rushes in my mind, I hold you back, darling we’re entwined

And I hold onto you so tight, keep you from falling to the light

And when you sing it rings in my dreams, when you sing it rings in my dreams

Theres a village on the edge where the sandstone undulates, praying for the rain to determine their fates
Three sisters lay and wait for their chance to grow, stars form the anchor to the chaos down below

And he says, “follow the cotton in the air, where the maidenhair grow ill be there”

When he sings it rings in my dreams, when he sings it rings in my dreams