Of Cabbages

Written by Mercedes Lackey and Leslie Fish

Vocals keyboard and 12 string guitar by Leslie Fish
Keyboard, flute and drums by Ernie Mansfield

 Magic Moondust and Melancholy all wrapped up in one song.  A nice bit of philosophy to end the album.

I've always been a farmer and my heart's bound to the land
The earth's deep roots, are in me blood, she answers to my hand
I grow the best darn cabbages you ever hope to see
And once upon a moon struck night I watched the dancing sidhe

Their music came before them and it pulled me from me bed
It flowed like cool wine on the breeze and got inside me head
It made me drunk and sober both, it made me sing and cry
It made me want to weep and dance and dream that I could fly

And then their voices, caroling like bells, like birds, like rain
In words I almost understood, in joy too near to pain
The songs were like the ones you hear in dreams but can't recall
That fill your mind in slumber but with dawn you lose it all

And then they came so wondrous bright so quite beyond compare
With star-shine in their eyes and silver roses in their hair
Wrapped with an aching beauty sweet and bitter, crystal light
A beauty that ya' fear to see but fear to lose the sight

I saw them at their dancing leaping air and silver flame
And conscious, all too conscious of my clumsy mortal frame
I watched them at their dancing life light footed, full of grace
With my legs of wood and feet of lead stood rooted in me place

[Interlude]

I am a farmer bound to earth I know what I do well
I'm mortal and I'm common like the cabbages I sell
There's virtue in a cabbage even elves eat, I suppose
But once just once, I wish that I could grow a silver rose