Wandering Angus-Jolie Holland

[ti:Wandering Angus] [ar:Jolie Holland] [al:Catalpa] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Wandering Angus - Jolie Holland [00:06.49]I went out to the hazelwood [00:10.70] [00:14.50]Because a fire was in my head [00:18.62] [00:21.06]I cut and peeled a hazel wand [00:26.98] [00:30.73]And hooked a berry to a thread [00:34.72] [00:37.22]And when white moths were on the wing [00:44.89] [00:46.64]And moth like stars were flickering out [00:50.88] [00:53.62]I dropped a berry in a stream [01:01.67] [01:03.47]And caught a little silver trout [01:06.97] [01:12.08]When I had laid it on the floor [01:16.25] [01:19.94]And went to blow the fire aflame [01:24.93] [01:28.30]And something rustled on the floor [01:32.98] [01:36.35]And something called me by my name [01:41.15] [01:43.09]It had become a glimmering girl [01:50.81] [01:52.81]With apple blossoms in her hair [01:56.86] [01:59.80]Who called me by my name and ran [02:07.70] [02:09.14]And vanished in the brightening air [02:13.26] [02:51.13]Though I am old with wandering [02:55.38] [02:58.50]Through hollow lands and hilly lands [03:03.05] [03:07.05]I will find out where she has gone [03:12.10] [03:15.16]And kiss her lips and take her hand [03:19.67] [03:21.54]And walk through long green dappled grass [03:29.59] [03:31.03]And pluck till time and times are done [03:36.17] [03:37.67]The silver apples of the moon [03:45.87] [03:46.61]And the golden apples of the sun