Folklore

Let us begin where it all began Fireside flickering flames Make the shadows dance [Chorus] Heigh-ho so we go we pass it on We hand it down-o We tell our tales, we sing our songs While we have breath left in our lungs [Chorus] We pass it down To the young from the old We feel it deep down in the soul [Chorus] Sometimes truth hides beside the lies Grist to the mill, fuel to our fire [Chorus] [Chorus 2] For it is said, so it lives on We pass it down, it carries on Oh, down we go into folklore The pen is mightier than the sword The music of the word is scored [Chorus] Our satellites they span the globe Lo our stories shall be told [Chorus] [Chorus 2] I am a messenger: I speak With integrity, truth, love and light [Chorus 2]