Lest the lost can't find their way
When I fall asleep I remain to be faithful
To life is a blessing in which I am greatful
Fair not easy in darkness transpire
May light be found in the wolfs hour
Hold your candle to the sky, dear poet
Ty and as unto you. Always struggling to keep the flame going.
Yes in that hour and all hours may light be found
thank you
Hold your candle to the sky,
Hold your candle to the sky, dear poet
Ty and as unto you. Always
Ty and as unto you. Always struggling to keep the flame going.
Yes in that hour and all
Yes in that hour and all hours may light be found
thank you