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UFFINGTON HILL


I rode a white horse over Uffington Hill
And the Moon lit the valley below
Wolves ran ahead of me scenting the prey
And I followed their tracks through the snow
The circle of seasons was turning again,
Winter would soon lose its hold
But moonlight appeals to me, snow has its charms,
And my kind do not feel the cold

I rode a white horse over Uffington Hill
And the Sun was still gilding the land
Slow light was bleeding across from the sea
And I met it with fire in my hand
The circle of seasons was turning again
For all that the Spring had come late
The quickening air held a promise, and more
But my kind are willing to wait

I rode a white horse over Uffington Hill
And the valley was festival-dressed
Afternoon meadows all rich with their fruit
Had garlanded me with their best
Queen Summer had stepped from her throne
As the circle of seasons went spinning once more
Everything changes, everything dies
But my kind go on as before

I rode a white horse over Uffington Hill
Unseen like a wraith in the mist
Frost cracking underfoot, everything shone
Like the eyes of the bird at my wrist ...
I let fly the falcon to summon the cold
Wolves came to run by my side
And the circle of seasons does just as it ought
And my kind continue to ride...

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Words & Music by & © Talis Kimberley 1992

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from ALBUM: Mythical Beasts: Undubbed, released May 10, 2012
John Jones: Bass, flute, bells. Kieran Taaffe: guitar, bouzouki. Talis Kimberley: vocals, mandolin, guitar.

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Talis Kimberley UK

"I'm a songwriter and singer; my songs are spun from folklore and history, stirred well with a hazel wand and served with cake. I'll sing you ravens and bones and the story behind the story, I'll sing you bread and apples, ghosts and knitting, and bring you home with a pocketful of feathers and hope"

Voice / guitar / English concertina

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