Spider’s web

It’s a web like a spider’s web
Made of silk and light and shadow
Spun by the moon in my room at night
It’s a web made to catch a dream
Hold it tight till I awaken
As if to say that dreaming’s all right.

In a valley, by a mission
There’s an old oak tree
By the mission, there’s a fountain
Where my love told me.

On the evening, I was leaving
My love dreamt of me
I was sleeping, she was weeping
And she said to me.

I met a stranger, his name Danger
We rode side by side
Down in Santa Fe, I killed a man, they say.
Danger told me ride.

If I return, they will have me
By the old oak tree
In the valley, by the mission,
Where my love told me.