| Song | Lost Boys |
| Artist | Shearwater |
| Album | The Island Arc Live (Excerpts) |
| My blistered feet | |
| Turn bloody | |
| So I take to the air | |
| And I am everywhere | |
| I am starlight | |
| Oh, I am moonlight | |
| Over burning fields | |
| And bodies | |
| I stay close to the ground | |
| Slipping miles from the arches and arc-light | |
| Into a warm night | |
| Winged children, all | |
| Fly over the mountain wall | |
| To the lid of the sky | |
| Slice its belly full wide | |
| With their warm knives | |
| Not the pin-pricks of starlight | |
| But to bathe in the bright blood | |
| Of the world | |
| Of the world above |