Lyrics

CATHERINE’S SONG

She’s a storyteller, a mythic dweller,
She talks to the moon and sun,
She’s braids and incense, my Pagan princess
Won’t bow down to anyone,
When she opens up her door,
I can’t help but beg for more,
She’s everything I’ve hungered for and feared,
She’s the edge I finally strayed too near.

She’s a fortuneteller, a magic speller
a wise old woman-child,
She’ll take a notion, grab a potion,
Turn me into something wild,
Try to hold her in one place
She’ll laugh like dust and blow away,
If you want to play it safe, stand clear,
‘Cause, she’s the edge
you’ll finally stray too near.

When my life lost its shine,
She reached down beneath my mind,
I saw the world for the very first time again.

She’s a dream propeller, she’s interstellar,
She rides a shooting star,
Don’t try to fight her, just hold on tighter,
See if you can go that far,
She’s traveling on that timeless curve
of Einstein’s magic universe,
She’s the siren song I long to hear,
She’s the Edge I finally strayed
She’s the Edge I finally strayed
She’s the Edge I finally strayed too near.

 P. Rosenberg