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Title: Beyond the Cedar Moon
Lyrics by: Craig Olson
Tune: original
Date: 1999
Source:
Recorded on: "Beyond the Cedar Moon," Craig Olson, 1999
Subject: Nature
In the seasons of the cedar
As the Wheel turns round and round
A quiet voice is calling you
Tell me can you hear the sound
Of wind blowing through Her branches
Or the sound of ravens' wings
But even as they're tumbling down
My heart begins to sing
Givers of long life
Teachers of all that's true
I hear you calling
Beyond the cedar moon
You can see it in the distance
In shapes both bright and dark
Where once there stood a cedar tree
Now there's a hole in my heart
It's the sacred fire in everyone
That's here to lose or gain
I only hope that we're in time
To save the pieces that remain
When the cedar calls us, we must hear
So that rivers and streams can flow clean and clear
When the trees are cut, fish and waters die
It can't be sustained and I wonder why
We take what we want and we call it love
What were we thinking of?
Givers of long life
Creatures of green and blue
I hear you singing
Beyond the cedar moon
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