The day draws a shade
Pulls the thread of your frayed lace undone
It falls like the evenings
That charm then devour their young
The face of the Moon
On the river will shiver and run
From belief to surrender
And I want you to lead me on

The quiet of midnight
Is bright and it sounds an alarm
As men from the county line
Get down and take up their arms
No one you can name
Is just that one thing they have shown
You speak from the shadows
And I want you to lead me on

The deep valley falls and it
Rises with blood in its eyes
The sharp mountain crawls into clouds
Wears a blade-thin disguise
The hour is hung on a ladder rung
Cut from my bone
You move high above me
And I want you to move me on

This is my body
Already broken for thee
The black coal at my soul not a diamond
But cracked open and free
The dark rushing river sweeps
Pushing away and along
Like light through the pines
And I want you to lead me on