The Albion Song

Jennifer Smith


Fading away in the mists of time
The Older Gods did go.
And we mere mortals left behind
with Younger Gods to know.
And now they too are fading fast
And we are left alone.
And, oh, my love
I grieve the past and long to go back home.

And oh my Mother is crying and no one can hear Her
Her children are dying
Oh, can She hear me wailing?
I long to go back home
Please come and take me home.

How long has it been
Since Fal did scream
For Brian's Holy Crown,
And cries of Andrasta shook the hills
When Rome took Albion down?
For history lies
And poets dream
And truth is seldom known.
And I am left with an aching heart
And songs to sing alone.

And oh my Mother is crying and no one can hear Her
Her children are dying
Oh, can She hear me wailing?
I long to go back home
Please come and take me home.

I dream I stood on Erin's Shore
The sea before me lay.
And all around the wind did sigh
and mourn the fading day.
and then I saw on that shining sea
A ship as white as bone.
And then I knew in my soul
That I was finally going home.


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