Fire Brothers Lyrics - Anthology - Quicksilver Messenger Service
In the valley where the loons and lovers play
Lived two children who were born on Saturday
One was dark, one was fair
Fathered by the hawk, mothered by the mare
Stranger children you will never see
Brothers of the forest and the sea
One was land, one was air
and they kept the fires burning there.
In a golden vessel and silver vase
Kept them burning in the strange enchanted place
Kept them burning to the sky
For they knew someday the sun would die
Writer: G. Duncan
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