Cloak of Feathers

Owl at my window
Calling from the tree
I hear our voice in the cool moonlight
Do you sing those words for me?
To me they sound so empty
Why do you sound so sad?
As you tell me of the things you’ve seen
And the home that you once had
Beyond the mist of myth and legend
In a place not far from here
Beneath the stones on the hill
I want to see you land
And I wonder if I’ll ever, understand
The owl she told me
Of her home within the hill
Of the wonder, and the magic land
That lies within there still
But a curse it follows lifetimes
And it took away her skin
For the words of a wicked man
Made birds of her kin
Owl of the nighttime
Owl of the sky
Spread now your ghost-white wings
And on your back I’ll fly
Over the forest
To the Hollow Hill of Stones
Land there within the ring
And call for your home
Beyond the mist of myth and legend
In a place not far from here
Beneath the stones on the hill
I want to see you home
Give me a Cloak of Feathers so I’ll never be alone
And the mists they part as through we fly
In my Cloak of Feathers
The owl and I
Birds fill the trees in this wonderland
And an ancient curse is broken
By the love of a mortal man