Lyrics
Like the lion I will track our rulers
Into the cracks of this earth
'Twixt the field and the foal
Unaided
Yet spun with the toil of an oath
Three days unknown
Two days agone
I'm harvest more than guide
Isidore was right
Forgotten
Familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns winter side
Find your light. find your light
Mark the hurt
Mark the face
Mark the dirt of cloven graves
Find your light
Forgotten
Familiar
Find your light
As the bull on the wheel
I follow
Stubborn with downcast eyes
Round the hills of our lord
And hollows
In sacrifice of his own
Three days unknown
Two days agone
I'm shadow more than guide
Isidore was right
Forgotten
Familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns winter side
Find your light
Find your light
Mark the coil
Mark the reed
Mark the piper
Go to sleep
Find your light
Forgotten
Familiar
Find your light
Find your light
