Lyrics to "Moonchild" by King Crimson

[goatgodschild]

I am putting this down, not because of the rarity of the lyrics (after all, this is from King Crimson's best-known album, and they're not exactly an underground band) but because it is very significant, I think, to the image of the Changeling.
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Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lonely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadows of the willow

Talking to the trees of the cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain

She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours

Sailing on the wind in a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child