Blind by Morning

BLIND BY MORNING Listen to the gra*s grow Lay me down The eye of god upon us Shake the very ground Play for me the smoke rain Gra*s will always grow Ground beneath the mill wheel The saddest song I know Low and to the left This soul hung by a chain Wings of the lion Rays of distant pain The higher that I climb The closer to the sun Keys to the temple Are buried in the ground Winter lingers long Solstice soon will come Now I need your light Come morning I'll be blind If I receive your light I'll be blind by morning