The Willo

Another day turns into night
The golden hours fade out of sight
The twilight sounds
A gentle mist falls on the ground
The ghost light against the sky
Drawing closer to the pyre

Blue-green light, burning bright
Permanent, unchanging sight
Across the fens, almost there but never quite
Against the night
Watching you, but you don't mind
Until the day when you look down, the earth has moved away

Into the dusk for many miles
The willo leads you off the path
It understands
That we're not frightened of the dark

Blue-green light, burning bright
Permanent, unchanging sight
Across the fens, almost there but never quite
Against the night
Watching you, but you don't mind
Until the day when you look down, the earth has moved away

The ghost light that haunts the skies
Wants to show you how it hides
A shady past, a sad-eyed lie
It's all around, and it's alive

Onwards into the twilight
Soaring in the wind at night
Growing strong with every step
Forcing every chance I get
Onwards into the twilight
Soaring in the wind at night
Growing strong with every step
Forcing every chance I get

Onwards into the twilight
Soaring in the wind at night
Growing strong with every step
Forcing every chance I get
Onwards into the twilight
Soaring in the wind at night
Growing strong with every step
Forcing every chance I get

Onwards into the twilight
Soaring in the wind at night
Growing strong with every step
Forcing every chance I get