Lyrics:

Clear Light On A Slick Palm
As I Mis-Deal The Day
Slip The Night From A Shaved Pack
Make A Marked Card Play
Call Twilight Hours Down
From A Heaven Home
High Above The Highest Bidder
For The Good Lord's Throne
In The Wee Hours I'll Meet You
Down By Dun Ringill -
Watch The Old Gods Play
By Dun Ringill

We'll Wait In Stone Circles
'til The Force Comes Through
Lines Joint In Faint Discord
And The Stormwatch Brews
A Concert Of Kings
As The White Sea Snaps
At The Heels Of A Soft Prayer
Whispered
In The Wee Hours I'll Meet You
Down By Dun Ringill -
Take You Quickly
By Dun Ringill