Raglan Road lyrics

On Raglan Road on an autumn day

I saw him first and knew

That his dark hair would weave a snare

That I might one day rue

I saw the danger and yet I walked

Along the enchanted way

And I said "let grief be a falling leaf

At the dawning of the day"

On Grafton Street in November

We tripped lightly along the ledge

Of a deep ravine where can be seen

The worth of passion's play

The Queen of Hearts still making tarts

And I not making hay

But I loved too much by such and such

Is happiness thrown away

I gave him the gifts of the mind

I gave him the secret sign

That's known to the artists who have known

True gods of sound and time

With word and tint I never did stint

I gave him reams of poems to say

With his own name there and his shiny black hair

Like the clouds over fields of May

On a quiet street where old ghosts meet

I see him walking now

Away from me so hurriedly

My reason must allow

That I had wooed not as I should

A creature made of clay

When the angel woos the clay he'll lose

His wings at the dawn of the day

• Artist:Loreena McKennitt
• Album:An Ancient Muse (2006)