Walking out on the revelation trail Going nowhere slowly In the face of a terminal wind I look over my shoulder to glory For all that around me is lost and changed The moon and the stars and the feelings remain As long as I draw emotion in breath I will never forget, I'll never forget.
The light of the world keeps shining Bright in the primal glow Bridging the living dust to dust Such a long long way to go.
Going down to the memory well No romance, no warning Breaking the land with the saints of your soil In the light of all constant dawning I'm held in the grasp of the blessed and the old The hand that civilization's forgotten to hold Rushing onwards racing in chains I'm chasing the days, chasing the days.
The light of the world keeps shining Bright in the primal glow Bridging the living dust to dust Such a long long way to go
Saints of the soil, saints of the soil, saints of the soil
I see you laughing round the fires of harvest Flame grabbing and your arms entwined Dying tribe take a righteous glance To the sharing days and the common wine.
The light of the world keeps shining Bright in the primal glow Bridging the living dust to dust Such a long long way to go
There's a shrine on an Assynt hillside It's made of earth and salt and rain Now you walk out in the morning With your sacrifice of change.
Saints of the soil Saints of the soil Saints of the soil Saints of the soil Saints of the soil Saints of the soil