Fay Brotherhood - Lady of Winter lyrics

Climb the highest of hills for to run from the world, In the voice of the rain, in these torrents for to drown, And lain among the heather, comes a voice from the rocks, "Don't walk alone child, I'm with you". Don't pine for these years lost in seeking a friend, Raise your voice to the sun, raise your voice up to me, We will sing the chorus - your minor refrain, In these sad days I'll walk with thee" Old lady of winter, your faces in the trees, Old lady of winter, come mother me my tears, Old lady of the winter, in your sight I'll grow, Tell me will I be crippled by the dead? O'er the heather she rides; yellow eyed owl of day, Freedom finds you alone - yet you're never lonely, Friends and lovers may come, friends and lovers may go, She'll be at your side in this fight. Through every alley and path tread quiet alone, Called to ev'ry dark place for to hide from their eyes, Like the deer in the wood who looks 'fore she leaps, From the brambles she calls "take courage to leave". I want to go, I want to go, Old lady of winter, your faces in the trees, Old lady of winter, come mother me my tears, Old lady of the winter, in your sight I'll grow, Tell me will I be crippled by the dead? Tell me will I be crippled by the dead? I won't be crippled by the dead.