Wisp (Notevember 2020, #2)

By Jonathan R
art by Hilda Hultqvist

Lyrics:

Don’t worry, I’ll be fine
In the forest on my own
I will walk beneath the pine
Feeling like this place is all mine

Pumpkins on your porch
And a metric skele-ton of candles
In the dark without a torch
Is much easier to handle

So it happened the one day it could
At the end of October
That a will-o-the-wisp o’ the woods
Brought his friends and came over

The wind is pretty still
The moon is pretty, full
The air is pretty chill
And I’m pretty full of– whatever this is?

And I see a faerie glow
And I go from chill to cold
To disbelieving what I know
I should be leaving, I’ve been told to

So it happened the one day it could…

I’ve been told not to follow the lights
That they bring girls to ruin
But this night isn’t like other nights
Though there’s trouble a-brewing

And the spiders caught me holding onto their web again this year
But there’s nothing in the Dew-drop maze of gossamer I fear
Nothing here to bat
an eyelid at

So it happened the one day it could…

Though I’ve been told not to follow the lights
That is what I am doing
To the source of the bumps in the night
And the wisps I’m pursuing

So it ends how it rarely ends
At the end of October
Busy making so many new friends
Then the evening is over