The Fold

And when you wake, you'll wake in the mornin
Your fingers cold
Your fields to be sown
Feeble today, just like the seedlins
Asleep in the fold
But one day you'll grow
Alders breathing, keepin, weepin
Leaves all sinking, fever dreaming
Brothers sleepin, wolves all creepin
Weavers weavin

Nothin
And what you take, you'll take it for storin
The bitter snow
The winter you know
Feeble today, just like the seedlins
Sleepin in the fold
But one day you'll grow
Alders breathing, keepin, weepin
Leaves all sinking, fever dreaming
Brothers sleepin, wolves all creepin
Weavers weavin

Nothin
Alders breathing, keepin, weepin
Leaves all sinking, fever dreaming
Brothers sleepin, wolves all creepin
Weavers weavin
Nothin