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The Banquet

from Pilgrimage by OWEM

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Come to the hill, bring what you will
Oh come swill our wine round your mouth
Be you from north or be you from south
You are invited to drink your fill

Come to the table, bring what you’re able
Worry not there is lots to go round
A crock full of soup and a large wooden ladle
And blankets to spread on the ground

Come to the hill, we’re tarrying still
Oh come drink our wine and be fed
The reddest of red like the blood you have bled
You’ll be sure to drink more than a gill

Come to the table, bring what you’re able
The junket it creamier than most
We’ve sugar and spices to make it most tasteful
And a sprinkling of water of rose

Come to the hill, or you’re missing a thrill
Oh come spill our wine, hear our band
The most splendid of banquets in all the fair land
Will live on in ink and quill

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from Pilgrimage, released February 9, 2021

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OWEM Stroud, UK

OWEM is a project of Maya who writes songs about places and spaces and faces. The Pilgrimage EP is a collection of songs written about the Outer Hebrides as recounted to her by her dad.

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