Running to Paradise (1996) The Song of Wandering Aengus ! (W. B. Yeats) > Am Am/G Am Am/G F Em } 2 times > Am F I went out to the hazel wood, > G Am Because a fire was in my head, > Am F And cut and peeled a hazel wand, > G Am And hooked a berry to a thread; > G C And when white moths were on the wing, > F Dm And moths-like stars were flickering our, > Am E G F I dropped the berry in a stream > Em Am And caught a little silver trout. When I had laid it on the floor I went to blow the fire aflame, But something rustled on the floor, And some one called me by my name: It had become a glimmering girl With apple blossom in her head Who called me by my name and ran And faded through the brightening air. Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; > G C And walk among long dappled grass, > F Dm D And pluck till time and times are done > Am E G D F The silver apples of the moon, > Em Am The golden apples of the |
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