Witchwood-Strawbs

[ti:Witchwood] [ar:The Strawbs] [al:Live In London] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Witchwood - The Strawbs [00:29.98]I dropped down in the witchwood [00:33.63]To see what I could find [00:35.78] [00:37.05]The trees had taken time out [00:39.99] [00:40.50]To blow away my mind [00:42.96] [00:44.21]All that I could hear there [00:47.24]Was the sound of my own voice [00:50.18] [00:50.74]But the music it was making [00:54.14]Was nothing of my choice [00:58.50] [01:29.07]The interwoven branches [01:31.68] [01:32.61]Were laden deep with snow [01:34.90] [01:36.13]A rainbow shone so softly [01:38.93] [01:39.53]To show which way to go [01:41.73] [01:42.63]I observed its many colours [01:45.55] [01:46.24]Till my eyes were rimmed with frost [01:49.07] [01:49.67]I tried hard to trace my footsteps [01:53.16]For I feared I might get lost [01:57.62] [02:28.42]The witchwood started singing [02:31.96]With a strange unearthly sound [02:35.31] [02:35.85]My fingers grew like branches [02:39.32]I stood rooted to the ground [02:42.85]And the spell is still unbroken [02:46.20] [02:46.82]I am still her bidden slave [02:49.35] [02:50.24]Till a casket from the witchwood [02:53.76]Bears my body to the grave