1. Runaway Child

From the recording Runaway Child


When you were carried in a cradle down
Through lichen spotted pear trees
We said a magic spell circled round
“Dream child: love your sleep.”

Playing with rolls of string you find
undoing eternal knots
Seems you had yourself a fine time
watered roots you got

Runaway child
How does it feel to be so wild?
seeing dim-lit spirits?
Illusions in a birth of sight

In the jungles you felt so fine
No one to take your hand
Roads, for you, lead to the pines
Forest is your kind of land

Lonesome fever, the wet wind falls
Why does your nature speak to me?
No more traffic and no more laws
You live rare among the free.