Spinners - Snow Ghosts

Never light from candles, you’ll kill sailors

Fishermen and merchant ships and wailers

You’ll force the winds to temper the waves

And wild horses drag them to their graves

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

Never light from candles, you’ll kill sailors

Their daughters' fathers' ocean is his jailor

Their words will wail the winds back to their holes

Like sycamore, their spinning love will fall

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say

So the spinners say