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Stones & Matches

from To the Horizon, Sir by Iain Morrison

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Bring the lamps and the matches for fire
Bring the stones and the cairns we’ll build high
Bring our demons and all the colours of the night
Come alone, come alone

You don’t need money, just your own precious time
We don’t need safety, we’ll be just fine
All our children will be bathed in light
Come alone, come alone

Holy, Holy
To the ground we must go, lover come

The sounds in this forest are coloured with black
When the snows fell it gave something back
Pure as vision and vision we don’t lack
Come alone, come alone

We may leave and to hell we may land
Where all the stars they number like sand
And within this ground forever we will wait
For your voice on that day

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from To the Horizon, Sir, released November 3, 2012

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