Sever, no more
Hope, it is stark
I'll leave you no mark
Or trouble in the dark
Awakes us all now
The hands that cover ours
I saw it from the start
A creature in parts
An aching too strong
Moving in time
Losing my stride
A beacon to remind
Lover of mine
Simmers inside
A shivering tide
To find our own lines
Escape and then find
A break and it's gone
I am golden, I am gone
I am the fallen wandering son
Rest now brother
Carry on
Gracious Alder
Wakes us all now
Naked in the morn
Hands in the dirt
Habits in the bone
Faster, never known
I saw it from the start
A creature in parts
I've known for too long
I am golden, I am gone
I am the fallen wandering son
Rest now brother
Carry on