The shadows fell across the room as I lay down to rest a storm was raging deep inside my head I fell into a restless sleep of crazy changing dreams But woke to find you standing by my bed.
Chorus: Clohinne winds were blowing when you called me first you spoke my name, your voice was still the same You beckoned me and I arose to follow where you led out among the wild Clohinne hills.
The mountain mist had lent an eerie whiteness to the hill the silver spider threadings caught my face You darted through the bracken trailing stardust on your wake I knew you'd stop beside our sacred place.
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You stopped upon the fairy hill beneath the hawthorn tree I thought I heard a lonely banshee wail You held your hand towards me and I reached to touch your face But woke to find that you were just a dream.
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The years have passed and I am growing weary of this earth the magic of the dream alludes me still I've lain beneath the fairy tree, I've shouted to the moon I am the haunted woman of the hill.