I was grounded while you filled the skies I was dumbfounded by truth you cut through lies I saw the lone empty valley you saw Brigadoon I saw the cre… - Mike Scott

I feel you move me in such sweet silence always dancing, always dancing never ever getting tired

If high stream of dreams and truth be told and our intentions be entwined then from these high flung tower walls let healing grace and blessings fall over all this cracked and broken land from northern crag to southern down from Universal Hall to Camden town from city square to village green from parliament to housing scheme from Iona to the the Hill of Dreams I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love that it may be born again on another world.

The stars are alive and nights like these
were born to be sanctified by you and me.