Cho:
They came on a moonless night
Silence hung with dread
They asked about a young witch
And I prayed that you had fled
Your fate lay in the courtyard
There on a weathered stone
They crushed the living breath from you
Spark from flesh and bone
From the petal of the flower…
Pure white the lily grows
The roses bloom in red
And blue fire in the lightning sky
Makes rings around her head
She was born on an early snow
Pale moon in the night
And when she'd cry the stars did sigh
And shown their brightest light
Cho:
What have they done?
What have they done, Megan?
She grew as the wild flowers
Beautiful and strong
And learned the lessons of the talking trees
The four winds' sacred song
She drew all the children 'round
Taught them what she knew
Of fairy queens and flying beings
And the light upon the dew
She cared for the orphaned ones
Shared her love so much
And the sickly ones, the crippled ones
She'd heal them with her touch
From the Petal of the Flower
