Song, Chant, Poetry, Stories and Satire for the Pagan Community

This entry made: 03/15/2000

Title: Lunacy
Lyrics by: Sparky Rabbit and Greg Johnson
Tune:
Date:
Source: http://members.tripod.com/~bardic_circle/lunacy.txt
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Subject: Goddess

	And the full Moon is a vagina spread wide
	And the full Moon is a vagina spread wide

	With the wild realm of all possibilities
	Every possibility pouring out

And the old Moon is a woman who weaves
And the old Moon is a woman who weaves

The heart promises whispered by the shadow bride
She will take you by the hand into the night

And the new Moon is a cradle in Spring
And the new Moon is a cradle in Spring

And the violet blooms and the infancy's the Sun
Touch the Earth and feel the seed growing out

And the old Moon is the edge of a knife
And the old Moon is the edge of a knife

And the child dies and the lover goes away
In the darkness all the stars are going out

(hum once)

And the new Moon wears the horns of a God
And the new Moon wears the horns of a God

He's the cup of wine and the rain upon the rose
He's the sweet salt taste that lies on passion's breath

And the old Moon is an eye in the dark
And the old Moon is an eye in the dark

And the sleeper wakes the illusion fades away
As the spider spins here comes another day

And the new Moon has her hand on a bow
And the new Moon has her hand on a bow

And the huntress aims and the arrow flies away
She is flying on a path to your heart
I am flying on a path to your heart