Draw Down the Moon

Draw down the moon, I'll see you dear
when between the worlds the veil is sheer
In a grove of oak joining there and here
in lightning strikes we'll stand without fear

When between the worlds the veil is sheer
magick crackles and souls draw near
In lightning strikes we'll stand without fear
when worlds collide giving sight to the seer

Magick crackles and souls draw near
power exchanged between free and freer
When worlds collide giving sight to the seer
strike the chime and step through the mirror

Power exchanged between free and freer
in a grove of oak joining there and here
When worlds collide giving sight to the seer
draw down the moon, I'll see you dear