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Thread Song 1

The Hold is barred,
The Hall is bare,
All men vanish.
The soil is barren,
The rack is bald,
All hope banish.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Moretta's Ride, refrain

Crack dust, black dust,
Turn in freezing air.
Waste dust, space dust,
From Red Star bare.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

The Alarm Chorus

Drummer, beat, Piper, blow,
Harper, strike, Soldier, go,
Free the flame and sear the grasses
Till the dawning Red Star passes.

From the Weyr and from the Bowl,
Bronze and brown and blue and green,
Rise the dragonmen of Pern,
Aloft, on wing; seen, then unseen.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Finger/Eye

The Finger points,
At an Eye blood-red.
Alert the Weyrs,
To sear the Thread.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Golden Egg of Faranth

By the Golden Egg of Faranth,
By the Weyrwoman, wise and true,
Breed a flight of bronze and brown wings,
Breen a flight of green and blue.
Breed riders strong and daring,
Dragon-loving, born as hatched.
Flight of hundreds soaring skyward,
Man and dragon fully matched.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Eastern Sea Hold Song

The fickle wind's my foe,
With tide his keen ally.
They're jealous of my sea's love,
And rouse her with their lies.

O sweet sea, O dear sea,
Heed not their stormy wile.
But bear me safely to my hold,
And from their watery trial.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonsinger

Sad Harper

Harper your song has a sorrowful sound,
Though the tune was written as gay.
Your voice is sad and your hands are slow,
And your eye, meeting mine, turns away.

((understand right now, 'gay' doesn't mean homosexual. This is the middle English meaning of 'gay', which is happy or joyful.))

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonsinger

Mating Song

Rise in glory,
Bronze and Gold.
Dive entwined,
Enhance the hold.

Count three months and more,
And five heated weeks,
A day or glory,
In a month, who seeks?

A strand of silver
In the sky…
With heat, all quickens,
And all times fly.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Red Star Passes

Seas boil and mountains move,
Sands heat, dragons prove,
Red Star passes.

Stones pile and fires burn,
Green whithers, arm Pern.
Guard all passes.

Star Stone watch, sky scan.
Ready the Weyrs, all Riders fly;
Red Star passes.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Honor Song

Honor those the dragons heed,
In thought and favor, word and deed.
Worlds are lost and worlds are saved
From those dangers dragon-braved.

Dragonman, avoid excess;
Greed will bring the Weyr distress;
To the ancient Laws adhere,
Prospers thus the Dragon Weyr.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Guradian song

Watch-wher, watch-wher,
In your lair,
Watch well, watch-wher!
Who goes there?

Dragonman, Dragonman,
Between thee and thine,
Share me that glimpse of love
Greater than mine.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Dedication

Who wills,
Can.
Who tries,
Does.
Who loves,
Lives.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Watch and Learn

Weyrman, watch; Weyrman, learn,
Something new in every Turn.
Oldest may be coldest, too.
Sense the right; find the true!

Holder, watch; Holder, learn,
Something new in every Turn.
Oldest may be coldest too.
Sense the right; find the true!

((these two stanzas may in fact be the same song adapted for different audiences))

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

Fighting Thread

Wheel and turn
or bleed and burn.
Fly between,
Blue and green.
Soar, dive down,
Bronze and brown.
Dragonmen must fly
When threads are in the sky.

Worlds are lost or worlds are saved,
By those dangers dragon-braved.

©Anne McCaffrey, Dragonflight

CD: Master Harper

Duty Song (CD)

We must give honor
To those dragons heed
In thought and in favor
In word and in deed.
For our world will be lost
Or our world will be saved
From those dangers that are
By the dragons braved.

Weaver and Farmer
And Miner and Smith,
Tanner and Herdsman,
All Lord Holders with
Our harvests atune
To the lessons we learn.
Remember our duty
To those who save Pern.

We'll nurture our dragons
The Queens rule their bands.
Their clutches will shell
On the hatching ground sands.
We'll search out for riders
Who will love an dendure
With their dragonmates
keeping our planet secure.

We rise from the Weyr
On our dragonknights bold.
Aloft in the sky
Bronze, brown, blue, green and gold.
Wheeling and turning,
The hungry Threads burning.
A dragon must fly
When there are Threads in the sky.

O Lord of the Hold
You must keep your charge sure.
Behind metal doors
With your people secure.
Tend well to the Herd Beasts
Keep Cellars well stored
Lest Fall leave you hungry
And holdless and scored.

O we must give honor
To those dragons heed
In thought and in favor
In word and in deed.
For our world will be lost
Or our world will be saved
From those dangers that are
By the dragons braved.

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

By the Golden Egg of Faranth (CD)

By the Golden Egg of Faranth
By the Weyrwoman, wise and true.
Breed a flight of bronze and brown wings
Breed a flight of green and blue.

Breed riders strong and daring,
Dragon-loving born as hatched.
Flight of hundreds soaring skyward
Man and dragon fully matched.

By the teachings of the Harpers,
Healer, Fisherman, and Smith,
from the chambers of the Crafthall
Forge our destinies in myth.

Raise a glass in praise of Weavers,
give the Lord Holders their due,
And in all things trust the Weyrfold
For their cause is just and true.

From the distant burning Red Star
Shining strands of silver Thread
Heed the warnings of the Star Stones,
hear the whispers of the dead.

Hail the dragons and their riders
Perched on high in lofty Weyrs
Lay awake while Pern lies sleeping
Learn the lessons of the years.

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, Mike Freeman

Fighting Thread (CD)

Wheel and turn
Or bleed and burn.
Fly between,
Blue and green.
Soar, dive down,
Bronze and brown.
Dragonmen must fly when
Threads are in the sky.

((When voices are sufficient this song is performed as a round))

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Red Star Passes (CD)

Seas boil,
Mountains move,
Sands heat,
Dragons prove.

Red Star passes.

Stones pile,
Fires burn,
Green withers,
Arm Pern.

Red Star passes.

Star stones watch,
Scan sky,
Ready the Weyrs,
Riders fly.

Red Star passes.

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, Mike Freeman

The Alarm Chorus (CD)

Drummer beat and piper blow,
Harper strike and soldier go.
Free the flame and sear the grasses
'Til the dawning Red Star passes.

From the Weyr and from the bowl,
Bronze and brown and blue and green,
Rise the Dragonmen of Pern,
Aloft, on wing, seen then unseen.

Dragonman avoid excess,
Greed will bring the Weyr distress.
To the ancient laws adhere,
Prospers thus the Dragonweyr.

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Lessa's Ride (CD)

Black, blacker, blackest,
And cold beyond all frozen things.
Where is between when there is naught
To life but fragile dragon wings?

Cold as death, death-bearing
Stay and die, unguided.
Brave and braving, linger-
This way was twice decided.

A fleck of red in a cold night sky.
A drop of blood to guide them by.
Turn away, Turn away, Turn, be gone.
A Red Star leads the riders on.

[refrain]

How shall they last the long journey
Lured on but by this woven star?
How can they find that which they seek
And make their way home from afar?

[refrain]

What can they say to bring forward
The weyrfolk from another time?
Is hope merely illusion
That clings to life in desperate minds?

[refrain]

Yet promise lives by those of heart-
Salvation lies within the song,
Revealed by Lessa, Weyrwoman —
There will be five weyrs strong!

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

CD: Sunset's Gold

Song for Petiron (CD)

The Tears I hear today
I'll wait to shed tomorrow
though I'll not sleep this night
nor find surcease from sorrow

My eyes keep their sight
I dare not be tear-blinded
I must be free to speak
not choked with grief, clear-minded

my tongue can not betray
the anguish that I know
I'll keep my tears till later
but my grief will never go

[repeat last line]

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Sweet Sea (CD)

My nightly craft is winged in white
a dragon of night-dark sea
swift born, dream bound, and rudderless
her captain and crew are me

oh, sweet sea, oh dear sea
take me far from shore
but bear me safely to my hold
when morning comes once more

The fickle wind's my foe
with tide his keen ally
they're jealous of my sea's love
and taunt her with their lies

[refrain]

I sail 100 sleeping tides
where no sea-man's ever been
and only my white-winged craft adn I
know the marvels we have seen

[refrain]

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Gather Day/The Harper's Glass (CD)

gather gather, it's a gather day
no work for us and thread's away

[repeat]

Market stalls appearing the square has been swept clear
to gather all from far and near

bring your marks and bring your wares
bring your family for there's

food and drink and dance and song
the hold flag flies so gather along

[refrain x2]

it's morning and the great bell tolls
with the scent of spicy rolls

children dart as foals parade
memories of threadfall fade

[refrain x2]

finest wine from benden, scorching bubbly pies
1 mark for six, the baker cries.

runners at the starting line
holders in their robes so fine

journeymen from far and wide
crafters brought by wind and tide

[refrain x4]

Stewpots simmer on the fire
harpers form a gather choir
joyful music, merchants' calls
echoing around the halls

[refrain x2]

glowbaskets on standards cast their golden light
while shadows dance into the night

[refrain x2]

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

The Little Queen (CD)

The little queen all golden
flew hissing at the sea
to stop each wave
her clutch to save
She ventured bravely
[repeat last line]

As she attacked the sea in rage
a holder man came nigh
along the sand
fishnet in hand
and saw the queen mid-sky
[repeat last line]

He stared at her in wonder
for often he'd been told
that such as she
could never be
who hovered there bright gold
[repeat last line]

He saw her plight and quickly
looked up the cliff he faced
and saw a cave
above the wave
in which her eggs he placed

the little queen all golden
upon his shoulder stood
her eyes of blue
aglow with true
undying gratitude
with undying gratitude

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Sunset's Gold (CD)

the blackest night must end in dawn
the sun dispell the dreamer's fear
when shall my soul's bleak hopeless pain
find solace in its darkening weyr

when shall my soul's bleak hopeless pain
find solace in its darkening weyr

harper your song has a sorrowful sound
though the tune was written as gay
your voice is sad, your hands are slow
and your eye, meeting mine, turns away

your voice is sad, your hands are slow
and your eye, meeting mine, turns away

harper tell me of the road that leads beyond this hold
that wends its way beyond the hill
does it go further on until
it ends in sunset's gold?

the blackest night must end in dawn
the sun dispell the dreamer's fear
when shall my soul's bleak hopeless pain
find solace in its darkening weyr

when shall my soul's bleak hopeless pain
find solace in its darkening weyr

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Brekke's Cry (CD)

don't leave me alone
a cry in the night
of anguish heart striking

don't leave me alone
a cry in the night
of soul-killing fright

awake and in darkness
terror. grief
bursting with thoughts not our own
terror. grief
awake and in darkness
terror. grief
choking, burning, falling, dying.

don't leave me alone
a cry in the night
of anguish heart striking

don't leave me alone
a cry in the night
of soul-killing fright

live for my living
or else I must die
live for my living,
the world heard that cry

don't leave me alone
a cry in the night
of anguish heart striking

don't leave me alone
a cry in the night
of soul-killing fright

Don't leave me alone

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Run! (CD)

far away from hold
far away from hearth
from the safety of stone and steel
I had ventured far
on my own
to find spiderclaws for my creel
and as feet my wander
minds do too
losing touch with distance and time
but when the sky turned black
with dragons overhead
and I knew I was about to die

I had to run, run, run
not time to think, stop, or stay
just run, run, run
I want to live to see the end of this day

Then my feet took off
my legs went too
and my body was obliged to follow
oh, me with my hands
and mouth full of cress
and my throat to dry to swallow
I thought I'd run before
been running all my life
never doubting I could hold my own
but faster than I've ever been
is still not fast enough
though I'm straining every muscled and bone

To run, run, run
not time to think, stop, or stay
just run, run, run
I want to live to see the end of this day

I have never yet
been run off my feet
but this nearly ran the feet off of me
wore right through the bottoms
of my old battered boots
til the soles began to bleed
I thought I'd run before
been running all my life
never doubting I could hold my own
but when the sky turns black
with dragons overhead
then you know

you've got to run, run, run
not time to think, stop, or stay
just run, run, run
I want to live to see the end of this day
run run run run run
not time to think, stop, or stay
run, run, run

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

Four Hundred Turns (CD)

Four hundred turns in the black of night
four hundred of rukbat's sun bright
four hundred turns never a thread
dropped on pern from the wandering red star
four hundred turns to discard as needless the weyrs

and to disregard the warnings sent down through ages in song
that all must give honor to those who belong
in mind and in heart to the great winged beasts
whose flaming brand on grey threadfall feasts

four hundred turns lord holders said
we've nothing to fear from mythical thread
but the finger rock points upon Benden Weyr rim
to an eye rock red in the dawn's light dim

so F'lar, Weyrleader, bronze Mnemeth's man
prepares the Weyr as well as he can
with records dust old and a sharp clear mind
he readies Pern with what help he can find

thanks to lessa, his weyrmate, and ramoth, her queen,
he rallies his scant force to go time /between/
when black dust blows cold warning to all
that at dawn over Nerat, live thread will fall

four hundred tithe-paying turns we have scorned
and never a thread since our grandsires were born
then the vineflowers's eyes peered out through the dawn
on the mythical menace they all swore was gone

and the riders braved thread as it fell from space
in a desperate battle between time and place
with fearful mind lord holders came
shouting plaudits on Benden's proud name

beging to know what help they might give
now they had witnessed that Pern could not live
without these bold riders abroad in the sky
searing the threadfall as they flamed by

four hundred turns the Weyr was alone
few were the dragons where many had flown
in Ruatha's great hall hung a tapestry fair
depicting the scene with dragons mid-air

and footmen who guided brith flame
so Benden's Weyrwoman, Lessa by name
called Ramoth's rider of Ruatha's bloodline
saw in these woven strands beckoning signs

that would take her gold dragon /between/ timeless space
bringing forwards the lost Weyrs in a star-guided race
four hundred turns of a cold black as death
robbing the riders of all sense and breath

in four hundred turns let pern honor still
lessa and ramoth of time-conquering will
praise and darryls craft far brave stand (this line may be wrong)
that hath preserved our thread-free land

in four hundred turns let no man say
we need not depend on the dragonman's way
that Weyrs serve no purpose, tradition is dead
that Pern is not threatened by red star or Thread

honor those riders the great dragons heed
lest dragonless all rediscover the need
four hundred turns ago, four hundred hence
honor the dragons, Pern's defense

©Anne McCaffrey, Tania Opland, and Mike Freeman

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