Silence swims as a fish
in the water
Lighting the lump with her colour so bright
But each Christmas Eve,
see what ma gic transforms her
Bradwell's lost daughter takes
wing in the night
Found alone at a house up a hillhead
Poor, long -dead wretch,
buried under the stair
They've lifted her body
and dug down so deeply
They've lain her to rest,
but no rest she finds there
See, she rises like mist in the meadow
Still, she comes like the
shadow of night
With each ghostly creaking,
the dead girl comes creeping
This auraful spectre avenging her plight
Soon this village so sleepless and shaken
Sent for a churchman
renowned for his skill
And straightway he's come
with no heirs and no graces
And walked without word
to the house on the hill
Into the house crammed the
neighbours around him
Through doorways and windows
they hung for the show
And in a circle of chalk
he has knelt down so steady
And prayed with such force,
water poured down his brow
All of a sudden the floor took to shaking
Up, down and upwards
until this man cried out
Arise, arise,
I charge and command thee
The whole world went still,
an d her ghost did appear
Sorry, my, now I look down upon you
So sad are your eyes
that it makes my heart numb
If you will not be gone,
you can stay in this village
But you must live as a fish
in the mouth of the lump
And now for you sinners
who gather around me
I'd have you reminded
for causing this woe
So she'll rise once each season,
and to Lumley Pool hasten
She'll fly as a blackbird,
but as white as the snow
Silent swims as a fish in the water
Lighting the lawn with her colour so bright
But each Christmas Eve,
see what magic transforms her
Bradwell's lost daugh
ter takes wing in the night you