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Wicked Spring

from Balance by Tempest

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WICKED SPRING
(Sorbye/Reynolds)
An impassioned little ditty of a favored, flaming season.

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Oh the face of graven Spring
Colors with a blush of new life
Brindled larks comb the air
Happy free of winter’s knife
Every wisp of fragrant fortune
Drifting on the gentle breeze
Takes the weight of frozen days and
We begin to live in ease
Oh the fire of quick’ning Spring.

Gone the ways of metal cold
As the light transforms a moment
Fresh the wind that bends new grass
Clears the mind of chill and torment
Now our voices take a tone of
Verdant heat from growing things
And the timbre of the vision
Scents the spirit in bright rings
Oh the joy of feral spring

Oh the fire of quickening Spring
She will lay my burdens down
Oh the flame of vixen Spring
And I’ll wear the Summer’s crown

So we call into the evening
Laced with sips of shining air
We’ll be home before it’s midnight
Broken petals in our hair
And the light from a silver blade
Playing on the new mown downs
We’ll forget the gelid northers
Dream of summer’s threefold crowns
Oh delights of vixen spring

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from Balance, released April 24, 2001

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