Black Maggie.

Black Maggie

Liquid wash in the river will give you more soul than you can feed
the fear is gone now you move like weeds
tasting salt at the bottom of the well
a wish for you was made to break the spell
now your back
and its clear
the puddle is the rain
your tree is lit by joshua
the ark came sailing
with a wale
to tell you
goodbye storm
goodbye hail
everything is yours again to taste
with open heart and open eyes
the liquid of the rivers wash
soft spots on
soft spots off
ladybirds like to sing
ah ho
ah ho
uh oh uh oh uh oh
now were jumping hedges dodging trees
floating with the brights in may
see the the daughters blessed by rays
of appollo amore
the moon dances
deeana loochena
sallena shamore
we are free
we are free
there is no sleep
this day to night is the beat
of the river
the liquid in the wash that forms
calls diana luchena saleena apollo shamore