in the mid-o-the night
the faeries take flight
on wings that they wove from the day.
and they'll fly and they'll leap
while you fall asleep
along brooks and over the brae.
for within this world
they have been foretold
is a magic so pure it's agleam.
their legend is true
and it involves you
and the places you go when you dream.
~ traditional Picsee sleeping-song