Avalon's Hinkypunk by Moss Madness published on 2018-02-05T10:50:01Z a crapella, just melody... Avalon's Hinkypunk for FAWM 2018 by visiblydistorted Album: It's an Experiment! Track 006 1. She plays her notes of woe upon A magic fiddle nightly strung with teary lashes on applewood spindles spun by women with the gifts of Avalon CH. And with a melting sigh, she crumples in the wind, the lights at sea have faded once again, just a hinkypunk, she's on her last leg, nothing but a puff and the rolling clouds are whispering within, "Come home and bring your mournful violin" 2. She's a first smokey breath at dawn, and fading embers' final yawn, Her sailor friend's beyond the salty mists that haunt the shores of secret island Avalon CH. 3. He's keeper of the vigil, long, Chasing her threads of Siren's song, His lover's name upon his lips since she's been gone, He calls into the fog 'round Avalon, CH. 4. She plays her notes of woe upon A magic fiddle nightly strung with teary lashes on applewood spindles spun by women with the gifts of Avalon