have you ever been on the road between holds as the sun falls away and the darkness turns cold and the moon will not rise til the night has grown old and the only things left are the stars those born as the air those who rule up above with a kingdom forever held fast by their love with all they can do it will ne er be enough to reach the impossible stars those born for the earth who do work by their hands they sweat and exert their will over the land when the labour is done their fatigue does demand that they rest while the moon courts the stars those born to the sea with its roll and its swell know the faces and names of those patterns so well and each night on the ocean s a story to tell but the only observers are stars and those born with the fire within burning bright are inspired by moonglow so cool in the night and the fiery passionate sun shares her light but there s no lady gentle as stars so to those of low bearing and those born to fly to those who sweat sing and sail under the sky as we re born and we love we grow old and we die watch impassive eternal the stars as we re born and we love we grow old and we die watch impassive eternal the stars
['celtic', 'celtic rock', 'fantasy', 'geek folk']