"The Widdershins Jig" lyrics - SKYCLAD

A wise man's son and Wednesday's child in each other found a friend
And searched together for the treasure hiding at the rainbow's end

To wise man's son and Wednesday's child all is white that is not black
They dance in symbiotic deadlock, one step forward two steps back
Playing karmic snakes and ladders, all your sins will find you out
When all your gains are lost in vain on cosmic wings and roundabouts

At the roadside manhood's flower
Blighted by a wayward youth
Has cast its seed on well-worn pathways
Borne on winds of whispered truth
We march to drums of our own choosing
Each of them keeps different time
As you are free to live your own life
So I am free to live mine

Now wise man's son and Wednesday's child can recognise their own mistakes
And to these ends they make amends for every promise that they break

Both wise man's son and Wednesday's child view the world in red and green
Await the day when they die laughing, thinking of the sights they've seen
I tell you now if they were given chance to live their lives again
Wise man's son and Wednesday's child would make the same mistakes as then

At the roadside manhood's flower
Blighted by a wayward youth
Has cast its seed on well-worn pathways
Borne on winds of whispered truth
We march to drums of our own choosing
Each of them keeps different time
As you are free to live your own life
So I am free to live mine