Evenings Of Damask

C
  The evenings of Damask are falling
                                                   G C
The youth of truth chest feeds a starling with his heart

C
 A chosen man begged by the wayside
                                               G C
A horse came soon and died before him and said eat

C
 The icy claws of earth are crawling
                                            G C
Upon my baby's brow and calling please come home

C
 The boy unlike the man was smiling
                                                     G C
For gulleys, streams and hills would hide him like a swan

C
 A vagabond, a weaver warrior
                                               G C
Produced a loom, a cheese and chopper and said choose

C
 My sandled feet are fleet like water
                                                 G C
I kiss the limbs of Earthless daughter, a little tree


[Outro]

C        G C
 Lye-dye-dye

C        G C
 Lye-die-die

C        G C
 Lye-die-die