To high places To holy wells
Hills O mountains we come
Hills mountains we come
Full first fruits Our Summers wages
Harvest in the sun Gather the sun
From marshy ground near River Deel
Flickers a flame Flickering flames
Carried torches through fields we'd walk
To fullness on a Plain Fullness of the Plain
Three times sunrise Prayers on her knees
Hear Cuckoo's call Heed Cuckoo's last call
Light aflame our every corner
Blessed be all
Blessings to Fall
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Another fire festival has begun. The midsummer festival of St. John's Eve.
I've come across a description of one such night described by an old schoolmaster who lived in West Limerick which carried my initial impetus Irish/Scottish Summer-Harvest celebrations to focus on St. John's Eve or Bonfire Night. "... the fire used to be lit exactly at sunset and had to be watched and tended until long after midnight. Prayers used to be said to gain God's blessing on the crops, then at the peak-point of summer bloom."
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released July 5, 2016
Music & Lyric: Jillian LaDage
Vocals: Jillian LaDage
Piano/Keyboard: Jillian LaDage
Floor Tom: Mark Wyse
Mixing/Mastering: Mark Wyse