First Line: HOW YON BRIGHT LIGHT SPREADS OUT A-FLAME Last Line: PROBE CHORDS THAT SET ME FREE. Subject(s): MOON;
How yon bright light spreads out a-flame My very soul excites, I listen as the soft wind moans And whispers your delights. I dream sweet dreams beneath your sway And magic worlds I see, While visions long ago forgot Probe chords that set me free.
