West Of Roan - By All the Light
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We will write a song by all the light that's left
To carry our tongues the dying of the day
Through the rising year we'll bear within our hearts
The flame that we kept going in the quiet of that dark
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
In the shadow of the embers, we kept a living light
And cradle in our arms now the fire that we'll light
Make the bed, now I lay me down
Bend the branches, bend the bough
Willow, rock me, the wind will be my mother
And your arms will hold me in the dying of the day
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
We will write a song by all the light that's left
To carry our tongues the dying of the day
To carry our tongues the dying of the day
Through the rising year we'll bear within our hearts
The flame that we kept going in the quiet of that dark
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
In the shadow of the embers, we kept a living light
And cradle in our arms now the fire that we'll light
Make the bed, now I lay me down
Bend the branches, bend the bough
Willow, rock me, the wind will be my mother
And your arms will hold me in the dying of the day
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
Sing, sing a song of living
Through the dying of the day
We will write a song by all the light that's left
To carry our tongues the dying of the day
