Music and Lyrics by Loreena McKennitt



Wherein the deep night sky

The stars lie in its embrace

The courtyard still in its sleep

And peace comes over your face



'Come to me' it sings

'Hear the pulse of the land

The Ocean's rhythms pull

To hold your heart in its hand'



And when the wind draws strong

Across the cypress trees

The Nightbirds cease their songs

So gathers memories.



Last night you spoke of a dream

Where forests stretched to the east

And each bird sang its song

A Unicorn joined in a feast



And in a corner stood

A pomegranate tree

With wild flowers there

No mortal eye could see



Yet still some mystery befalls

Sure as the cock crows at morn

the world in stillness keeps

The secret of babes to be born



I heard an old voice say

'Don't go far from the land

The seasons have their way

No mortal can understand.'



The photographs which appear in this booklet were

taken at a 16th century hunting lodge in Portugal,

where Elisabeth Feryn and I stayed for a week. Within

the lodge was a courtyard, marked at each corner by

orange trees. The feel of the place reminded me of

the Unicorn tapestries which hang in The Cloisters

in New York City. The tapestries and the lodge are

both rich with earthy, pre-Christian iconography -

depicting the mysterious life and death cycle of the

seasons. It was in this courtyard that this piece was

conceived. - L.M.



L.M.: Vocals, Harp, Keyboards, Ukalin

BRIAN HUGHES: Electric Guitar

ANNE BOURNE: Cello

TOM HAZLETT: Bass