The Magic of Midnight
The Magic of Midnight
Through stardrops it streams
Like swathes of black velvet
Like diamonds on rings
While filling my soul
It’s taking me there
Far, far from this earth
And into frail air
The Magic of Midnight
Or is it a curse?
It’s snatching my mind-
To heal or make worse?
Those stars on deep velvet
Those galaxies of ice-blue
Cartwheeling and tumbling
Re-birth me anew
I’m changing, I’m altered
By enchantments so fine
By ghosts of the night
By moonlight sublime
Yet, once I return
What then shall I be?
A bright, celestial being
Or still mortal me?
Sharp swords they are cutting
My flesh they do tear
No rusty or dull blades
To sliver me here
The Magic of Midnight
No longer myself-
I light upon earth
To dwell as an Elf
The Magic of Midnight
Through stardrops it streams
Like swathes of black velvet
Like diamonds on rings
While filling my soul
It’s taking me there
Far, far from this earth
And into frail air
The Magic of Midnight
Or is it a curse?
It’s snatching my mind-
To heal or make worse?
Those stars on deep velvet
Those galaxies of ice-blue
Cartwheeling and tumbling
Re-birth me anew
I’m changing, I’m altered
By enchantments so fine
By ghosts of the night
By moonlight sublime
Yet, once I return
What then shall I be?
A bright, celestial being
Or still mortal me?
Sharp swords they are cutting
My flesh they do tear
No rusty or dull blades
To sliver me here
The Magic of Midnight
No longer myself-
I light upon earth
To dwell as an Elf
