The Hazel Wood (feat. Daniel Bulatkin)

I went out to the hazel wood Because a fire was in my head Cut and peeled a hazel wand Hooked a berry to a thread And when white moths were on the wing And moth-like stars were flick'ring out I dropped the berry in a stream And caught a little silver trout Ooh When I had laid it on the floor I went to blow the fire a-flame But something rustled on the floor And someone called me by my name It had become a glimmering boy With apple blossoms and dark hair He called me by my name and ran And faded through the brightening air Ooh Silver apples of the moon Golden apples of the sun Lost my heart in the hazel wood I'll find out where he has gone Silver apples of the moon Golden apples of the sun Lost my heart in the hazel wood I'll find out where he has gone I fell in love in the hazel wood I fell in love I fell in love in the hazel wood I fell in love I fell in love in the hazel wood I fell in love Silver apples of the moon Golden apples of the sun Lost my heart in the hazel wood I'll find out where he has gone Silver apples of the moon Golden apples of the sun Lost my heart in the hazel wood I'll find out where he has gone (Free improv) Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands I'll find out where he has gone And I'll kiss his lips and I'll take his hands And walk among long dappled grass And pluck till time and times are done Silver apples of the moon Golden apples of the sun