Slow rising mist enfolding the land Seawater shifts on a bed of sand A forest of kelp dances beneath its motion The water moves with the tides of the ocean
Chorus: And here we are We have come this far To say a prayer On Lindisfarne
Here in the rock bathed in a gentle glow The golden half-light of the setting sun A shadow of wings flying fast and low Out of my sight into the distance gone