Van Morrison - Raglan Road lyrics

On raglan road on an autumn day, I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That i may one day rue. I saw the danger, yet i walked Along the enchanted way And i said let grief be a falling leaf At the dawning of the day. On grafton street in november, We tripped lightly along the ledge Of a deep ravine where can be seen The worst of pa**ions pledged. The queen of hearts still baking tarts And i not making hay, Well i loved too much; by such and such Is happiness thrown away. I gave her the gifts of the mind. I gave her the secret sign That's known to all the artists who have Known true gods of sound and time. With word and tint i did not stint. I gave her reams of poems to say With her own dark hair and her own name there Like the clouds over fields of may. On a quiet street where old ghosts meet, I see her walking now away from me, So hurriedly. my reason must allow, For i have wooed, not as i should A creature made of clay. When the angel woos the clay, he'll lose His wings at the dawn of the day.