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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Thistlethwaite
Anthony Thistlethwaite
Saxophone
Colin Blakey
Colin Blakey
Flute
Mike Scott
Mike Scott
Vocals
Steve Wickham
Steve Wickham
Fiddle
Tomas Mac Eoin
Tomas Mac Eoin
Vocals
Trevor Hutchinson
Trevor Hutchinson
Bouzouki
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Scott
Mike Scott
Composer
William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Scott
Mike Scott
Producer
John Dunford
John Dunford
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Come away, human child
To the water
Come away, human child
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand
[Verse 2]
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies the leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats
There we hid our faery vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries
[Verse 3]
Come away, human child
To the water
Come away, human child
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand
[Verse 4]
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in it's sleep
[Verse 5]
Come away, human child
To the water
Come away, human child
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand
[Verse 6]
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
We give them unquiet dreams
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams
[Verse 7]
Away with us he is going
The solemn-eyed
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Around and around the oatmeal-chest
[Verse 8]
For he comes, the human child (For he comes, the human child)
To the water
He comes, the human child (He comes, the human child)
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand (With a faery, hand in hand)
From a world more full of weeping (From a world more full of weeping)
Than you can understand
(Than you can understand)
[Verse 9]
Human child
Human child
With a faery, hand in hand
From a world more full of weeping
Than you can understand
Than you can understand
Than you can understand
Written by: Mike Scott, William Butler Yeats
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