The Hallows Lyrics

In the hallowed light of dawn

We can see the shadow

Of the ones who’ve gone before, dancing on the meadow

To the weary dirge they waltz

None of them returning

Marching on a darkening road

Out of memory hurrying

While we draw these fleeting breaths

And we crave an answer

Always toward the edge we march

Flowing ever faster

In the twilight we shall float

Ever down the river

Death will come to steal us all

Making life a widow

Though the days are hastening on

And our hearts are burning

“Peace, be still”

I hear him say

“I’m waiting at the turning

I’m waiting at the turning”