The Pilgriming Vine

Some time now I've been divine in the end of a snowy morning
Some time now I've been afraid that the pilgriming vine is finally coming to take me
I could be one of them waiting
I could be one of them falling down below 
So quietly wishing my only 
Never looks down by the maypole if he goes
Never looks down if he goes

Tomorrow I'll know if there's silver in your eyes
Crossing down on your cheek
And tomorrow I'll know by the rubies in your voice
They've been calling your name to me lately 
You have been one of them waiting
I have been one of them falling down below 
So tell me you're always my only 
Never look down by the maypole if I go
Never look down if I go

Some time now I've been divine in the end of a snowy morning
Some time now I've been afraid that the pilgriming vine is finally coming to take me
Taste it and tell me it's savory
Hold it up high to the light and let it grow and 
Tell me I'm always your only 
Never look down by the maypole if you go
Never look down if you go.