We fled in raining ashes
Crawled through burning trees
Our welts and tattood lashes
Left among the cypress knees
Gold, a deep molasses
In up past our knees
Lure, the hope of freedom
Awaits our weary feat
Twelve days and many nights
Led by eternal light
Into her arms
Darkness to match our flight
Free from the black and white
Into her arms
In the bed of the gods of old
Rise up above the free
There's cleansing fire flying
Higher than these hanging trees
Can't rest our gaze from freedom
Herald the heron's cry
We're in the throes of living
Alive for the first time
Twelve days and many nights
Led by eternal light
Into her arms
Darkness to match our flight
Free from the black and white
Into her arms
Twelve days and many nights
Led by eternal light
Into her arms
Darkness to match our flight
Free from the black and white
Into her arms
Twelve days and many nights
Led by eternal light
Into her arms
Darkness to match our flight
Free from the black and white
Into her arms