Sweet William (Part 1) - (from SWEET WILLIAM EP)

I was born with this story
It's older than I
Yet you when you hear it
You'll know in the sky
In the wind of your knowledge
In the cut of your jib
That the fiber of wind
Is as new from my lip
As was ever and more
And ever will be
'Til the union we face
Casts us finally free
For we in the love
Of an earth-bidden dance
Stand enthralled of that
Which from heaven, perchance
Lets us move with the gifts
We were given in grace
And smile in the arms
Of Sweet William's embrace
William's wanderings took him abroad
Showed him the lay
Of the searcher's long road
To the place he stood now
'Neath the black laden sky
And the crook of his father
Had brought fortune nigh
Read the sign where he looked
Not the bull, nor the bear
Nor a burly red lion
Or the tortoise and hare
For we in the love
Of an earth-bidden dance
Stand enthralled of it
Which from heaven, perchance
Lets us move with the gifts
We were given in grace
And smile in the arms
Of Sweet William's embrace
The end of the world was the name of the inn
Said fair William,
"Farewell to the world and its sin"
"Its sin"
Full balmy was the winter air
All wet with what might die
A wishing well, the ocean bear
A millpond in his eyes
A glance to see from whence he came
For William with a landlocked turn
Vermin what he stood to lose
The skin-shot snakes and earthy worms
His boots trod soft inside the inn
His greeted all was here
Abrasive lowly nods came back
Then bent toward their beer
"They must know I" thought Willy now
"They've seen me come from miles"
The thought was struck as whisky poured
And barmen gave all smiles
Then followed this a curious thing
The eldest of the host
Sang softly where he sat and drank
To love a worthy toast
His song was of a stranger
Summoned for his rope
In all would be to set us free
His song was strong and bold
It went
For we in the love
Of an earth-bidden dance
Stand enthralled of that
Which from heaven, perchance
Lets us move with the gifts
We were given in grace
And smile in the arms
Of Sweet William's embrace
I was born with this story
It's older than I
And yet you when you hear it
You'll know in the sky
In the wind of your knowledge
In the cut of your jib
That the fibre of wind
Is as new from my lip
As was ever and more
And ever will be
'Til the union we face
Casts us finally free