Golden Apples of the Sun

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Judy Collins

Judith "Judy" Marjorie Collins (born May 1, 1939) is an American singer and songwriter, known for her eclectic tastes in the material she records (which has included folk, show tunes, pop, rock and roll and standards), and for her social activism. She is an alumna of MacMurray College, Jacksonville… more »

I went out to the hazelwood  Because a fire was in my head
Cut and peeled a hazel wand
And hooked a berry to a thread 

And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped the berry in a stream 
And caught a little silver trout 

When I had laid it on the ground 
And gone to blow the fire aflame  Something rustled on the floor 
And someone called me by my name

It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And vanished in the brightening air

 Though I am old with wandering  Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone
And see her lips and take her hand

And walk through long green dappled grass 
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun

Written by: JUDY COLLINS

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