All My Love
Plant / Jones
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the night
To chase a feather in the wind
Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight
There moves a thread that has no end
For many hours and days that pass ever soon
The tides have caused the flame to dim
At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom
Is this to end or just begin?
All of my love, all of my love
Oh, all of my love to you, now
All of my love, all of my love
All of my love, to you, now
The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again
One voice is clear above the din
Proud Aryan, one word my will to sustain
For me the cloth is once more to spin
All of my love, all of my love
Oh, all of my love to you, now
All of my love, all of my love
All of my love, to you, child
Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time
His is the force that lies within
Ours is the fire, all the warmth
we can find
He is a feather in the wind
All of my love, all of my love
Oh, all of my love to you, now
All of my love, oh oh yes
All of my love, to you, now
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