Seven Sisters

Is the time right

To find a new religion

Under the ground

Way down below

Into the light

with fear and superstition

stumbling around

And now she goes

Oh she wonders

how much there is to know

and how long itr will take her

to reap what can be sown

Seven sisters sobbing by the shore

longing for their lost loves, whose ships sail no more

waiting as the hours pass them by

growing weak and weary until one by one they die

Is the time right

To find a new religion

Under the ground

Way down below

Into the light

Forget your superstition

Follow us down

Oh down below.

Oh he wonders

how much there is to know

and how long it will it take him

To learn it as he goes

Autumn leaves lay down and die

At the winters beck and call

Seven sisters sobbing by the shore

Longing for their lost loves, whose ships sail no more

Waiting as the hours pass them by

Growing weak and weary until one by one they die