Golden Apples Of The Sun Lyrics - Golden Apples Of The Sun - Judy Collins

I went out to the hazelwood 

Because a fire was in my head 

Cut and peeled a hazel wand 

And hooked a berry to a thread 

And when white moths were on the wing 

And moth-like stars were flickering out 

I dropped the berry in a stream 

And caught a little silver trout 

When I had laid it on the ground 

And gone to blow the fire aflame 

Something rustled on the floor 

And someone called me by my name 

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It had become a glimmering girl 

With apple blossom in her hair 

Who called me by my name and ran 

And vanished in the brightening air 

Though I am old with wandering 

Through hollow lands and hilly lands 

I will find out where she has gone 

And see her lips and take her hand 

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And walk through long green dappled grass 

And pluck till time and times are done 

The silver apples of the moon 

The golden apples of the sun