Long Cold Moon

When frost lies heavy in the air, and all the birds have fled,
we remember times gone by, under the long cold moon.

The moon is high and the stars are bright…
we’re gathered here throughout the night,
under the long cold moon.

We wait here with joyful hearts, for those that soon will come:
bringing with them love and joy, under the long cold moon.

Come join us in the firelight, and lay enchantments here…
forge a memory that endures, under the long cold moon.

Lyrics & Music © 2016 Britta Curkovic

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