Church bells clamor in the night
Mark the moment that is right
To strike out ‘neath the pale moon light
All seek the oak grove past the rolling hills
‘Come to me by moonlight
Stand with me at midnight’
So the Lady speaks her will
Gather there and circle ’round
Stand apon this holy ground
The crackling fire the only sound
All are ready, all is still
Come to me by moon light
Dance with me this wild night
And drink with me your fill
Past the fading of the sky
On willful wings a few shall fly
If you but have the faith to try
Only dawn shall bring you back again
Come to me by moonlight
Join me in a daring flight
Forgetting you are mortal still
Then back along the dew kissed road
Weary limbed and caked with woad
Bright with blessings She’s bestowed
Dreaming of next when you shall meet
Come to me by moonlight
Nothing here shall give you fright
Safe you are, by My loving Will
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