Lady Moon - You Can't Have My Magic

 

You're a rich child riding on the back of the wind

I can feel your hand around my heel tearing at my wings again

But you can't have my magic, you can't buy my soul

Can't you hear me laughing, put away your gold

And the dreams you ground like sand, the trees you broke like bones

To make way for your kingdom! Well, you can worship your own throne

But you can't have my magic you can't buy my soul

Can't you hear me laughing, put away your gold

There will be an end to our power, the Earth she'll rejoice that day

She'll laugh in pretty flowers over our silent graves

Saying you can't have my magic you can't buy my soul

Can't you hear me laughing, put away your gold.

      What a lovely song Lady Moon! I believe in everything it says and in the way it speaks so beautifully, as if the trees themselves spoke and spoke through you. What a pretty flower you are looking for beauty and mystery.