Bronwyn
A delicate folk song by Hannah Frances, blending prog and folk with poetic lyrics.
Bronwyn walks the winding path alone
Stones beneath her feet, heart of stone
Winds whisper secrets from the hill
Bronwyn, stand still
Chorus
Bronwyn, in the folk so pure
Lure
Fingers dance on strings so fine
Bronwyn, divine
Prog dreams in the melody's flight
Bronwyn, night
No words can hold the ache inside
Bronwyn, confide
Chorus
Bronwyn, in the folk so pure
Lure
Fingers dance on strings so fine
Bronwyn, divine
Bridge
When the tune turns dark and deep
Bronwyn, weep
In the prog, find the light so rare
Bronwyn, beware
Outro
Bronwyn, eternal whisper's call
All