Morning Star

Western wind wash over me again
As it’s written in the stars
A light shall pierce the dark
To color me with calm confidence
To bring bread
And fruit and gold
I hunger for it all
Through mists and rain my chalice awaits
The earth does shake with the coming of the end
Fear not her icy touch
Kind mother loves her sons
The earth does shake with the coming of the end
As it’s written in the stars
A light shall pierce the dark
Take her hand again
Through mists and rain my chalice awaits
Western wind wash over me again