AND THEN, THE DAWN

A wistful look back to the lost days of childhood. Words: Sonia Goulding, composed and performed by @ElfinBow.

AND THEN, THE DAWN

Do you remember when

The day came young and bright

To greet us, with a promise in her hands?

When we ran out into the green of the fields

To build castles in the grasses,

We were, of course, princesses –

Water was our wine, clover, our honey,

And the gold of the sun was our crown.

When the night belonged to owls and dust,

Fairy tales and wonder-lust,

And the moon rode by in the arc of the sky

As we ran with our dreams into the dusk.