©2002 Steve Macdonald

Wander on
From time
To time and hand to hand
Borne by will
All I
Touch becomes my land

Dust and moon
Black things that call the dark
Are part of my art
Just the Hand that goes with the Eye
The power behind the mind
The strength of circles is to bind
Once found I will rule them all…

I awakened
Cold shock
Cut from bloody hand
Chose to see my land
Bearers found
To bind unto my will

Plant and rock
Meadow and field
League on league to me will yield
I’m the hand that goes with the Eye
The power behind the mind
The strength of circles is to bind
Once found I will rule them all…

Instrumental

Now I’ve seen my land
Up and
Down and end to end
And I’ve heard the Call
Now bend
My Bearer home again

Dust and death
Black things that call the dark
Are part of my art
I’m the Hand that rules the Eye
The power behind the mind
The strength of circles is to bind
Once found I will rule the Eye…