Ryan Dawson - Lapwing's Deceit

Walk the drowning fields with me
Where deceits of lapwings wail and wade the reeds
Under siege of herons long
Dancing in the plover's song
Dusk will come through nodding trees

Till the lonely nightbird sings
Foxfire burning where we'll lie in faerie rings
Tempt the fair folk to appear
Catch them as they wander near
To shake the moondust from their wings

I know you
Don't believe in us
I don't want to waste your time
Just wait and have a little faith
There's still magic left tonight

At the brink of peat mud black
Humped where willow saplings strive to suck them back
Search the bog for dwarven doors
Into ancient sycamores
Wearing moss and acorn caps

I have wanted you, it's true
As the summer spells of wailing lapwings do
When they cannot find the wind
And the cold is setting in
Under skies of gloaming blue

I know you
Don't believe in us
I don't want to waste your time
Just wait and have a little faith
There's still magic left tonight

Written by:
Ryan Dawson

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