Running to Paradise (1996)
		The Song of Wandering Aengus
!		(W. B. Yeats)

>		Am Am/G Am Am/G F Em } 2 times

>		   Am               F
		I went out to the hazel wood,
>		   G                      Am
		Because a fire was in my head,
>		     Am               F
		And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
>		      G              Am
		And hooked a berry to a thread;
>		     G                    C
		And when white moths were on the wing,
>		      F                     Dm
		And moths-like stars were flickering our,
>		     Am        E    G      F
		I dropped the berry in a stream
>		      Em              Am
		And caught a little silver trout.

		When I had laid it on the floor
		I went to blow the fire aflame,
		But something rustled on the floor,
		And some one called me by my name:
		It had become a glimmering girl
		With apple blossom in her head
		Who called me by my name and ran
		And faded through the brightening air.

		Though I am old with wandering
		Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
		I will find out where she has gone,
		And kiss her lips and take her hands;
>		     G                C
		And walk among long dappled grass,
>		      F                   Dm          D
		And pluck till time and times are done
>		     Am     E     G        D  F
		The silver apples of the moon,
>		     Em           Am
		The golden apples of the sun.