BLIND BY MORNING

Listen to the grass grow

Lay me down

The eye of god upon us

Shake the very ground

Play for me the smoke rain

Grass will always grow

Ground beneath the mill wheel

The saddest song I know

Low and to the left

This soul hung by a chain

Wings of the lion

Rays of distant pain

The higher that I climb

The closer to the sun

Keys to the temple

Are buried in the ground

Winter lingers long

Solstice soon will come

Now I need your light

Come morning I'll be blind

If I receive your light

I'll be blind by morning