I am the eclectic witch
There are no gods to tell me how to live
But the wind howls my fate
Where the rain falls I will dance
Because I prefer sandalwood to perfume
I am the eclectic witch I have no coven
Only the flora and fauna
And the tip of a blade
Where grass grows I will prance
Because I prefer metaphysics to religion

I had a dream that allowed me to see the other side
I walked through what I expected to be a bright light
But was in fact a tunnel.
It took what seemed like all night to get to the end
The air was damp and smelt like death
It wasn't a friendly tunnel.
At the end I expected to find those I have loved and lost
Everything was blurry and I couldn't breathe
I made it to the end of the tunnel...
There was you
And you had no eyes and your wrists were slashed
You reached for me but the air took me aback
I awoke from that forsaken dream

My wrists were slashed
And I couldn't see

He talks like a fool
But oh when he sings
My knees done melted
At my hearts plucked strings
The wolf does howl
The wolf does cry
But when he sings
It brings a tear to my eye