Lying high on the hillside
Light of a fire dancing on the skyline
Find a friend whose fair
Take a car if you may
Go slow over the road
Easy turn to the east
There you find people here, there, everywhere
Singing songs around the luminous light
Loud and proud and joyous
For it is the full moon
So the town must sound off
To send fear to the werewolves
On this clear well-lit night
A bonfire burns bright
Sending a sea of flames skyward
Dancing friends find space in the circle
Around the glow the people roar
Shouting songs and noise
So the werewolves will go
Lying high in the hillside
Find a friend whose fair
Take a car if you may
Go slow over the road
Easy turn to the east
For it’s another full moon
And the werewolves are not welcome here
Skye's Ambitions 