The Weaver and the Loom
Words and Music by Tom May


I have always believed there is romance as well as tradition in this most ancient of arts.


Chorus
You are the Weaver, I am the Loom
Spin your bright yarn for me
Wool for a blanket to keep us both warm, where the cold wind blows in from the sea

Verse 1
I am a singer, you are the song
Be an old Scottish ballad for me
full of heartbreak and distance from a far away love,
I’ll voice the tune as it should be

Bridge 1
Fall in the mountains, a night for a sweater,
Burgundy wool and a shared glass of wine
the full moon was smiling, as we danced through the forest
Of cedar, hemlock and pine

Verse 2
I am the dreamer, you are the scene
In the morning before I awake
weaving a pattern of violet and blue
Reflections in clear highland lake

Bridge 2
Now it is winter, the wood fires are warming
But my thoughts turn to mountains, misty Northwestern pine
The color of heather, the whispers of autumn,
The goodbyes that linger in time

You are the Weaver, I am the Loom
Spin your bright yarn for me
Wool for a blanket to keep us both warm,
Til together again we will be
Where the cold winds blow in from the sea

©1992 Blue Vignette Publishing, ASCAP