Dun Ringill Lyrics

  Clear light on a slick palm
    as I mis-deal the day
  Slip the night from a shaved pack
    make a marked card play
  Call twilight hours down
    from a heaven home
    high above the highest bidder
    for the good Lord's throne
  In the wee hours I'll meet you
    down by Dun Ringill -
    watch the old gods play
    by Dun Ringill

  We'll wait in stone circles
    'til the force comes through
    lines joint in faint discord
    and the Stormwatch brews
    a concert of Kings
    as the white sea snaps
    at the heels of a soft prayer
    whispered
  In the wee hours I'll meet you
    down by Dun Ringill -
    take you quickly
    by Dun Ringill