This is a folk-tale, modelled on the Brothers Grimm, written in Lockdown. Two little people escape from their Uncle’s ban on going outside, and encounter a hidden terror. By luck, plus help from each other (and a dove), they eventually escape from various horrors into the sunshine — and begin a new life.
The music follows the ups and downs of their complicated story.
The landscape of the song is all local to me. The gypsy’s garden is the meadow next door to my house in Tetbury, and the stream they cross is at the bottom of the hill. The wood is based on the nearby Hazel Wood, and their final escape on the ancient Roman trackway leading up towards Chavenage Green. The fields of flax and lavender are out to the east of Crackstone.
For me, this was about light at the end of dark.