Tori Amos - Circle of Seasons

Silver glimmer
Out of the sea, out of the sea, out of the sea
Out of the sea, out of the sea, out of the sea

A Shepherdess watches
And speaks to me from the cliff
"You know that you, you walk the ancient path
The old ways track
Whose sacred currents snake through the land
St Michael and The Mary Line"

Pirouette through a circle of seasons
Stay with me so that neither of us can forget
Being little puddlе jumpers
To running, running with the rain
Forevеr young in our hearts may we stay
On The Michael and The Mary Line

Silver glimmer
Mysteries hidden for centuries will rise again
Mysteries hidden for centuries will rise again

Called now to take the ancient pilgrimage
Midwinter's Eve
To trace the sacred currents
That serpentine
St Michael and The Mary Line

Pirouette through a circle of seasons
Stay with me so that neither of us can forget
Being little puddle jumpers
To running, running with the rain
Forever young in our hearts may we stay
St Michael and The Mary Line
On The Michael and The Mary Line

We will see this through
Till the Sun rises new