Lyrics

"Father, hold me" The first words on my lips Enfold me in holiness "Come away now," She whispers familiarly sweet Daughter, wake up... It's time for your singing Mother Wisdom She dresses me in sky Through the night now Stars are my slippers tonight With my Father She breathes on my neck I wake, I stretch This is coolness of Winter in harvest Illumine, Illumine... Illumine, Illumine... By the moon-a By the moon-a By the moon-a Illumine Mother Wisdom You hold me to your side I can see now with clear eyes With my Father You breathe on my neck I wake, I stretch This is coolness of Winter in harvest