Black Night (feat. Becca Stevens)

Clouds weave grey-blue thread
In a braid across the sky
Shifting, murmuring
The day has not yet been decided

And it's a feast for turner if I ever saw one
Winds blow, tree-tops billow
A battle for my eyes only

First steps of the year
I tread through the mud
Just like I said I would
And the first pause of the year
I followed the sun
Just like I said I would

Rain came down through the night
steady drumming a song of my release
I walked out to the black
I called out I'm ready to be seen

And crows in a murder
They warn me,
They see what I've done
A promise to yourself
Is a promise that shall not be undone

I built the fire
I gave it up
Kissed sweet goodbye
As the light curled in
Fed it to the wind
I'm moving...

Black night, when it comes tonight
Oh black night, let it come tonight, I'm moving through the night