Song: Come to the Green Wood.

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Come to the green wood at midnight
If you're chasing fairies, if you're chasing stars;
Come to the green wood at midnight
Leave the ones without wonder to drowse behind bars.
Come to the green wood at midnight
There are things that are yet to be seen.
Come to the green wood at midnight
Give your hope and your heart to the green

For the Lady of Trees has a story to tell,
And there's few that can listen, I fear,
And it's all about angels, and how far they fell,
I think it's a tale you should hear,

And dear Jack of the Green swears you'll pass through unharmed,
For he's paid for your passage tonight,
And the sentinals say if you come through unarmed,
They'll see you home safe at first light --

Come to the green wood at midnight
If you're seeking answers, if you're seeking truth;
Come to the green wood at midnight
Be wide-eyed and wild as you were in your youth.
Come to the green wood at midnight
Let the seasons pass by you unseen.
Come to the green wood at midnight
Give your hope and your heart to the green.

In the green wood you know anything that you see
        Could be ancient gods in some disguise;
        In the green wood you touch on the last mystery,
        And you can't put your trust in your eyes.
        In the green wood surrender the things that you know,
        Let your heart tell you just what it sees.
        In the green wood take all that you are, and let go;
        Put your faith and your light in the trees.

Come to the green wood at midnight
If you're keeping secrets, if you're keeping true;
Come to the green wood at midnight
Where all that you were is returned unto you.
Come to the green wood at midnight
There are stories here yet to be told.
Come to the green wood at midnight
Those who wonder are never too old.

For the Lady of Trees is as old as the wind,
And her eyes are as young as the dawn,
And she'll tell you a story that never needs end,
And she'll laugh when your troubles are gone.

And dear Jack of the Green is a meddlesome sort,
And he's hoping you'll join in his fun,
With a gibe, and a joke, and a witty retort,
And laugh when the joking is done.

Come to the green wood at midnight
If you're seeking harbor, if you're seeking home;
Come to the green wood at midnight
In our quiet cathedral of leaf-moss and loam.
Come to the green wood at midnight
There are secrets here yet to be found.
Come to the green wood at midnight
Where the innocent never are bound.

In the green wood you know anything that you see
        Could be ancient gods in some disguise;
        In the green wood you touch on the last mystery,
        And you can't put your trust in your eyes.
        In the green wood surrender the things that you know,
        Let your heart tell you just what it sees.
        In the green wood take all that you are, and let go;
        Put your faith and your light in the trees.

Come to the green wood at midnight
There are things that are yet to be seen.
Come to the green wood at midnight
Give your heart and your hope to the green.