Steeleye Span - Fire and ice

^DI am the breeze that blows ^DThrough everything that grows I am the ^Gblood red rose In my own ^Dseason

I am ^Gque^Den of ^Aall I blaze and burn 'till leaves turn gold and ^Dfall To ^AAutumn ground be^Dtween us A ^Gseason still to ^Cpass Be^Afore your ice is ^Dsilence And ^Gstillness come at ^Dlas^At..^{F#m E}

^EAs forest colour fades ^EI come so many ways From cold re^Amembered days In my own ^Eseason

I am ^Aking ^Eof^B.. all In March I bring the gentle spring and ^Ecold ^BmDormant roots to ^Ewake and rise The ^Afrosty ground to ^Dthaw Then ^Bmwait in mountain ^Eglacier 'Til ^AI am needed ^Emor^Bme...^E/G#..

^EFire ^Aand ^EIce ^Bnever ^C#mdie But ^Alie 'til nature's rites are ^Ecall^Bing Wait for the ^Acalling ^EFire ^Aand ^EIce ^Bnever ^C#mdie But ^Alie in waiting ^Ewon^Bder With ^Asavage storms and ^Ethun^Bder ^EFire ^Aand ^EIce ^Bnever ^C#mdie..^A...^F#m.....^B..

^EWe're given many keys ^ETo unlock as we please The furnace ^Aor the freeze In our own ^Eseason

We are ^Alords ^Eof^B.. all We sow our seeds, we build the highest ^Ewalls Through ^Bmlong mysterious ^Ejourneys To the ^Anatural sacri^Dfice Passi^Bmons parts, but ^Eendless seasons ^ASpin from Fire to ^EIce^Bm....^E/G#..

^EFire ^Aand ^EIce ^Bnever ^C#mdie But ^Alie 'til nature's rites are ^Ecall^Bing Wait for the ^Acalling ^EFire ^Aand ^EIce ^Bnever ^C#mdie But ^Alie in waiting ^Ewon^Bder With ^Asavage storms and ^Ethun^Bder ^EFire ^Aand ^EIce ^Bnever ^C#mdie..^A...^F#m.....^B.. ^C#mDie..^A...^F#m.....^B..