Away with the Fairies
(Music and lyrics by Grace Stearns)

You think you know my inner being,
I’m made of wilder things,
For wilder means,
I’m more than what I seem.

No man can tame me,
A thousand loves have made me,
I live on moonbeams,
And I, I dance on dreams.

Your words don’t define me,
Your words can’t confine me,
I need no approval,
I myself am strange and unusual.

Chorus:
I am a song, 
You can sing along, or begone.
I am a song,
You can sing along, or begone.
‘Cause I…
I’m away with the faeries. 

La-de-de-die, La-de-de-die, Die,
La-de-de-die, Die, Die-die.
La-de-de-die, La-de-de-die, Die,
La-de-de-die, Die, Die-die.

You think you know my inner being,
But I’m made of wilder things,
For wilder means,
I’m more than what I seem.

No man can tame me,
A thousand loves have made me,
I live on moonbeams,
I dance in dreams.

Your words don’t define me,
Your words can’t confine me,
I need no approval,
I myself am strange and unusual.

(Chorus)

La-de-de-die, La-de-de-die, Die,
La-de-de-die, Die, Die-die-die.
La-de-de-die, La-de-de-die, Die,
La-de-de-die, Die, Die-die-die,

La-de-de-die, La-de-de-die, Die,
La-de-de-die, Die, Die-die-die.
La-de-de-die, La-de-de-die, Die,
La-de-de-die, Die, Die, Die.

Talking to Mermaids
(Music & lyrics by Mary Lynn Gottler)

Out in the cold rain, talking to mermaids,
At the end of the pier, out of my head.
There were flashes of lightening, breakers were frightening,
I turned around, and then she said:

Chorus:
Come away my soul sister, come away with me!
Come and join the dreamers of dreams.
We have heard you singing, there beside our sea.
Come away, come away and be free!

Sages and stories; poets and glory.
Painters and prophets, mystic dreams.
Did I imagine? Or did it happen?
Things are as real as we make them seem.

(Chorus)

Bridge:
And the night came down, and the moon came up,
And the stars flew out of the sky. 
And the rocks cried out, and the waves rolled in, 
And the music was all over the night.
And a song poured out, as the tide rolled in, 
And surrounded me in blue.                                                
And the mermaids danced on the silver sand,
And they said, “We have come for you!”

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

Come away my soul sister,
Soul sister… 
Soul sister… 
Soul sister…

(Chorus)

Mummers' Dance
(Copyright info)

Ahh… Ahh… Ahh… Ahh…
Ahh… Ahh… Ooo… 
(3x)

When in the springtime of the year,
When the trees are crowned with leaves.
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew,
Are dressed in ribbons fair.

When owls call the breathless moon,
In the blue veil of the night,
The shadows of the trees appear,
Amidst the lantern light.

Chorus:
We've been rambling all the night,
And some time of this day.
Now returning back again,
We bring a garland gay.

La-da-da-da-da-da…
Ooo, Ooo, Ooo… 
(2x)

Ahh… Ahh… Ahh… Ahh…
Ahh… Ahh… Ooo…
(2x)

Who will go down to the shady grove,
And summon the shadows there.
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms,
In the springtime of the year.

The songs of birds seem to fill the woods,
And when the fiddler plays,
All their voices can be heard,
Long past their woodland days.

(Chorus 2x)

La-da-da-da-da-da…
Ooo, Ooo, Ooo… 
(2x)

Ahh… Ahh… Ahh… Ahh…
Ahh… Ahh… Ooo…
(2x)

And so they linked their hands and danced,
'round in circles and in rows.
And so the journey of the night descends,
When all the shades are gone.
A garland gay we bring you here,
And at your door we stand (at your door we stand).
It is a sprout well budded out,
The work of our Lord's hand.

We've been rambling all the night,
And some time of this day.
Now returning back again,
We bring a garland gay.

Oh, we’ve been rambling all the night,
And some time of this day.
Now returning back again,
We bring a garland gay.

La-da-da-da-da-da…
Ooo, Ooo, Ooo… 
(2x)

Ahh… Ahh… Ahh… Ahh…
Ahh… Ahh… Ooo…
(2x)

The Call
(Music and lyrics by Grace Stearns)

I am the sound of the drum that binds,
The answer on the wind that winds.
I am the day, I am the night,
I am the moonlight shining bright.

I am in your hair, I am on your lips,
The taste of freedom, a kiss softly given.
The drums that beat, the echo that speaks,
The kelpie rising to Rà na Righ’s peak.

Chorus:
I hear the call, Ooo…
I hear the call, Ooo…
I hear the call…
I hear the call…

I sing with wolves that howl their love song to the moon,
I am the shadows, a breathless swoon.
I am before the world began,
Low roads lead to me.

(Chorus)

Bridge:
The wild hunt flies in midnight skies, wine flows freely. 
The wild hunt flies in the midnight skies, feasting with the seelie.
You dare not drink or eat or dance, I’ll have you in my faerie trance.

And I hear the call, Ooo…
I hear the call, Ooo…
I hear you call…
I hear the call…
I hear you call…
I hear you call…