Moonshine - Bert Jansch

Hearken to the sweet leaves

That dance so merrily

I wish the wind would do the same for me

But rooted here like a withered tree am I

And I watch both day and night pass by

It was a cruel and wicked master

Stole my freedom and charged me

To fight for him win him victory

And now here am I in a damp and dreary cell

And all I know of time is the church bell

Moonshine soft and clear

In a death-black endless sky

Cartwheelin' bright stars twinklin' down

From the shadows calls the night owl

He's echoing my loneliness

Come the stag down from the mountain

Come the owl from where he sleeps

Come the eagle from his high high nest

To where the salmon they swim and they sleep

Come fast and hope to set me free

I dream of waters flowing

Sweet air to softly breathe

Of meadowland where the wagtail bobs and weaves

Of sunny days where children dance and play

And sweet music to drive my grief away