The Weaver by Thieves' Kitchen from album One for Sorrow, Two for Joy
Duration : 4 minutes & 33 seconds.
Listener : 187 peoples.
Played : 752 times and counting.
Unravelled in the sleepless city
So shy we drank the frozen beer till
Our frozen hearts unwound
There I found you
You held me in the arboretum
Beneath the spread of silver birches
My pattern changed in hue
One and two
Each summer in the sacred circle
The spindle, shuttle and the needle
Worked gold and mauve and green
For you and me
Wyrd weaves in many colours
Threading up her heddle, tirra lirra
Darkly and still in shadow
Blind until tomorrow, tirra lirra
The cloth is woven like the river
The stories are the same as ever
The name is all that's new
The wheel spins true
Wyrd only knows the pattern
Blind until tomorrow, tirra lirra
Wyrd weaves the tales of ages
Beating with the batten, tirra lirra
Ancient and eternal, tirra lirra
