Song of Fey Cross Three Weird Sisters

Copyright: Three Weird Sisters Outside of our town, at the edge of the forest Two roads come together, they call it Fey Cross And there at the crossroads, away from the roadside There s an odd mound of granite all covered with moss Chorus: Oh, soft is the pillow, all green and inviting Sweet is the sound of a new faery tune But beware of the voices that call you to sleep there That call you to dream neath the light of the moon. The old people say there is music at Fey Cross Music to call travelers off of the road That calls them to sleep on the mosscovered hillside And dream of the magical music below The story is told of a sweet harper maiden Who longed to know more than her master bestowed She slept on the hill and the faeries sang to her The first night a dance and the second an ode Chorus Again and again she went back to the hillside Ignoring the warnings her elders implored Night after night, the fey songs to