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Moonsilver and Wyrdshadow

from Storybook by Wenda Rose

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Across the old railroad
In a small grove of trees
Appears a log cabin
Whenever the lake, it does freeze

They say that it's haunted
To keep children away
But I know of children
And that's the wrong thing to say

Young Natalie Wilson
Never did take much to fear
Ignored the sheriff's warning
Not to trespass here

Young Natalie Wilson
Just twelve years of age
Coerced by a schoolmate
Who's seen her mother's drunken rage

And little did the townsfolk
Suspect they were right
But Natalie loved a story
With all her might

She crossed the old railroad
To the small grove of trees
And found the log cabin
In December's deep freeze

And from the lake of silver
And from the forest's shadow
He said "I am the story
That you have searched for

"And of moonsilver
And wyrdshadow
You shall weave me a web
Of your human desire."

She gave a glance homeward
Shaking with fright
But she saw only snow
In the cold, dark night

So she stepped inside the cabin
A fire warmed the room
But the door closed behind her
And waiting was a loom

Forty days for the warp
Forty nights for the weft
She poured her very heart in
'Til only spite was left

And from the lake of silver
And from the forest's shadow
She says "I am the story
That you have searched for

"And of moonsilver
And wyrdshadow
You shall weave me a web
Of your human desire."

A year shall have passed
Young Andrew is at the door
Give a prayer to the Lord
This shall go on no more

So when cold December
Brings the ice to your lake
Stay close to your children
That's a path they should not take

Perhaps this town is cursed
Or it could only be a story
But I dare you to tell that
To young Andrew or Natalie

Because from the lake of silver
And from the forest's shadow
You'll hear "I am the story
That you have searched for

"And of moonsilver
And wyrdshadow
You shall weave me a web
Of your human desire."

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from Storybook, released March 13, 2017
Music and Lyrics by Wenda Rose
© 2017 Wenda Rose, Lorbha-Forged Music

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Wenda is a singer-songwriter, pianist/keyboardist, and producer who has been playing music her whole life. Originally from Los Angeles, California, she now finds her inspiration in the forests and rivers of the Pacific Northwest.

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