Brisk and Bright One, Thou art on this Earth
Where’s the grass of a day’s height;
Brisk and Bright One, when those who’ve to come are come we've
A shade to hide.
Brisk and Bright One, Thou art on this Earth
Where’s the Moon seven days old;
Brisk and Bright One, when She Who's to come is come we'll
Follow Her, bold.
We wish we had known what
A nightmare’s here, eh.
We wish we had known such was our faith.
We wish we had known that
Was to be our way.
We wish we had known…
Brisk and Bright One, Thou art on this Earth
Where’s the grass of a day’s height;
Brisk and Bright One, when those who’ve to come are come we've
A shade to hide.
We wish we had known what
A nightmare’s here, eh.
We wish we had known such was our faith.
We wish we had known that
Was to be our way.
We wish we had known…
We wish we had known what
A nightmare’s here, eh.
We wish we had known such was our faith.
We wish we had known that
Was to be our way.
We wish we had known…