Loreena McKennitt - The mystics dream

^DmA clouded dream on an earthly^G night ^DmHangs upo^Gn the^Bm crescen^Ct moon ^DmA voiceless song in an ageless ^Glight ^DmSings^G at th^Bme comin^Cg dawn ^DmBirds in flight are calling ^Gthere ^DmWhere th^Ge heart mov^Bmes th^Ce stones ^DmThere that my heart is longing^G for ^DmAll^G for the lo^Bmve o^Cf you

^DmA painting hangs on an ivy w^Gall ^DmNestled in^G the em^Bmerald^C moss ^DmThe eyes declare a truce of t^Grust ^DmThen it d^Graws me^Bm far^C away ^DmWhere deep in the desert twil^Gight ^DmSand^G melts in^Bm pools of the^C sky ^DmDarkness lays her crimson c^Gloak ^DmYour lamps will^G call,^Bm call me^C home

^DmAnd so it's there that my homage's^G due ^DmClutch-ed^G by the^Bm still of th^Ce night ^DmNow I feel, feel you ^Gmove ^DmAnd every^G breath,^Bm breath is^C full ^DmSo it's there my homage's ^Gdue ^DmClutch-ed^G by the^Bm still of th^Ce night ^DmEven the distance feels so ^Gnear ^DmAll^G for the lo^Bmve of^C you

^DmA clouded dream on an earthly ^Gnight ^DmHangs^G upon the^Bm crescent^C moon ^DmA voiceless song in an ageless ^Glight ^DmSings^G at the^Bm coming^C dawn ^DmBirds in flight are calling ^Gthere ^DmWhere the^G heart ^Bmmoves the^C stones ^DmThere at my heart is longing ^Gfor ^DmAll^G for the^Bm love o^Cf you