Lyrics:
The back of the winter is brokenAnd light lingers long by the doorThe seeds of the summer have spokenIn gowans that bloom on the shoreBy night and day we'll sport and we'll playAnd delight as the dawn dances over the baySleep blows the breath of the morning awayAnd we follow the heron homeIn darkness we cradled our sorrowAnd stoked all our fires with fearThese bones that lie empty and hollowAre ready for gladness to cheerBy night and day we'll sport and we'll playAnd delight as the dawn dances over the baySleep blows the breath of the morning awayAnd we follow the heron homeLong may you sing of the salmonAnd the snow-scented sound of your homeWhile the north wind delivers its sermonOf ice and salt water and stoneBy night and day we'll sport and we'll playAnd delight as the dawn dances over the baySleep blows the breath of the morning awayAnd we followBy night and day we'll sport and we'll playAnd delight as the dawn dances over the baySleep blows the breath of the morning awayAnd we follow the heron home