In the land beyond the sea
There is a woman made for me
Her eyes, her light, I never will deny
We would meet most every day
Our love was never put away
Our blood, our skin, is one hand in hand
Then she slipped out away from me
From under the Sycamore tree
I lie awake and wait for her on the Hunter's Moon
My mouth is full of night
Drawn by six black horses
The King of Death is holding out his hand
Then she slipped out away from me
From under the Sycamore tree
I lie awake and wait for her on the Hunter's Moon
Together we will take the space between the stars
In a land beyond the sea, is where we are
The guiltless are weightless, but they still stumble in the dark
The King of Death is holding out his hand
Then she slipped out away from me
From under the Sycamore tree
I lie awake and wait for her on the Hunter's Moon
We'll make love under the Hunter's Moon