Craft Of The Wise - Live in Cheltenham 16/4/98

Across a thousand nations
 And forty-thousand years
 The teachers and the healers
 We are the Craft of the Wise
 The Old World and the New World
 Remember the nature people
 We who were persecuted
 And we shall rise again
 And we dance round, hand in hand
 We are at one with the tides of the land
 We are wild and we are free
 We are wild and we are free
 But the tide is ever changing
 The Wheel ever spinning round
 And in the heart of the dying Empire
 Was born the Church of Rome
 And they did rise, but they shall fall
 And all their lies shall be seen as lies
 And the world shall be free from the yoke of guilt
 And they shall be no more
 The forests of the world are dying
 But they shall be reborn
 For the wind of change is coming
 A-riding on the storm
 And from the desolation
 Is born the seed of hope
 For the tyrants fall, one and all
 The Wheel is ever spinning round