The Man In The Moon-Andy M. Stewart

I came from the land of the long grass and gorse I flew with the eagle and I ran with the horse And I played with the wild wind and whistled its tune I ebbed with the ocean and slept in the moon Chorus: And you brought me down gently You brought me down clean You fed me the summer You fed me your dreams Your hands held the wound And heart healed the pain And your eyes stole the light Of the moon as it waned We journeyed the moorlands and oceans of blue We slept with the dawn and we rose with the dew And we sang with the breezes of the year to be born We lay in the long grass when the scythe took the corn Chorus: And you brought me down gently You brought me down clean You fed me the summer You fed me your dreams Your hands held the wound And heart healed the pain And your eyes stole the light Of the moon as it waned I will fall with the leaves, I'll turn with the land I'll chill with the first frost that stings on your hand But I gathered the seeds from the gorse and the broom "I'll lay them forever," said the Man in the Moon Chorus: And you brought me down gently You brought me down clean You fed me the summer You fed me your dreams Your hands held the wound And heart healed the pain And your eyes stole the light Of the moon as it waned