Maiden Mother and Crone

[Verse 1] The maiden sitting by her pool Was first to hear my pleas As she gazed into the water She recited these words to me: [Chorus] Walk not down that road I can not tell you where it goes Ask me no more questions Some things you weren't meant to know [Verse 2] The mother toiling in the fields Her apron full of seeds She dropped them to the earth As she recited these words to me: [Chorus] Walk not down that road I can not tell you where it goes Ask me no more questions Some things you weren't meant to know [Verse 3] The greater mysteries Cannot be shown Divided by three They are the maiden, the mother, the crone [Verse 4] Finally I found the crone Walking through the trees She looked in my eyes And she recited these words to me: [Verse 5] Go before the maiden Fall down to your knees Should you win her favor She may tell you what she sees [Verse 7] The harvest is reaped Seeds are sown Multiplied by three She is the maiden, the mother, the crone