Song: Enchanting Song.

[cadhla]

The madwomen say there's no reason to try,
That the ones who dream hardest are certain to die,
And they say that your dreams are all broken and wrong,
That claws hide inside the most beautiful song.

So tell old Mad Maudlin you won't be constrained
By the madwomen choosing to stay thus enchained,
And that nothing is right, and that nothing is wrong,
And follow the savage and enchanting song.

The maenads say there's no reason to stay,
That the only direction to go is away,
And they say that the road will be terribly long
If you choose to go chasing that beautiful song.

So tell Jenny Greenteeth that you are prepared,
That your heart is as steel, that you're not a bit scared,
And that all the best roads will seem terribly long
Pursuing the savage and enchanting song.

For beauties beheld when the eyes have been closed
Are the sort we build best when we're pinned and opposed,
And the way to construct them is just to stand strong
And follow your secret, most beautiful song.

So tell all the wicked girls you've come to fly,
And kiss all your fairy tale weakness goodbye,
And you'll crow, and you'll soar, and be lovely and strong,
And follow the savage and enchanting song.