: Orion, won't you give me your star sign. Orion, get up on the sky-line. I'm high on my hill and I feel fine. Orion, let's sip the heaven's heady
: Black and viscous bound to cure blue lethargy. Sugar-plum petroleum for energy. Tightrope-balanced payments need a small reprieve Oh, please believe
: As the dawn sun breaks over sleepy gardens I'll be here to do all things to comfort you. And though I've been away left you alone this way why
: Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall? Said the lady in her parlor said the butler in the hall. Is there time for another? Cried the
: Hair stands high on the cat's back like a ridge of threatening hills. Sheepdogs howl, make tracks and growl their tails hanging low. And young
: (Instrumental)
: Old lady with a barrow; life near ending Standing by the harbour wall; warm wishes sending children on the cold sea swell not fishers of men gone
: Spoken Intro: (Lines join in faint discord and the stormwatch brews a concert of kings as the white sea snaps at the heels of a soft prayer whispered
: She wore a black tiara rare gems upon her fingers and she came from distant waters where northern lights explode to celebrate the dawning of the
Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall? Said the lady in her parlor Said the butler in the hall Is there time for another? Cried the drunkard
Clear light on a slick palm As I misdeal the day Slip the night from a shaved pack Make a marked card play Call twilight hours down From a heaven home
Old lady with a barrow, life near ending Standing by the harbor wall, warm wishes sending Children on the cold sea swell, not fishers of men Gone to chase
As the dawn sun breaks over sleepy gardens I'll be here to do, all things to comfort you Although I've been away, left you alone this way Why don't you
Black and viscous, bound to cure blue lethargy Sugar plum petroleum for energy Tightrope, balanced payments need a small reprieve Oh, please believe we
Hair stands high on the cat's back like A ridge of threatening hills Sheepdogs howl, make tracks and growl Their tails hanging low And young children
Orion, won't you give me your star sign Orion, get up on the sky-line I'm high on my hill and I feel fine Orion, let's sip the heaven's heady wine Orion
She wore a black tiara, rare gems upon her fingers And she came from distant waters, where northern lights explode To celebrate the dawning, of the new
