Song for Obol

When we dream of leaves and queens

And of sheep in fields of green

When the eagle hears our feet

Can we sleep less in fear

There's a needle in this wheel

There's a needle

Prophet speaks through stone and bone

Free from courts of shifting tone

I will come for you alone

Can we sleep less and wait?

There's a needle in this wheel

There's a needle

In the wild a hand of man

Lines the trees to face the West

We did fall between the span

Of the roots and the thorns

There's a needle in this wheel

There's a needle

This will come to pass again

In the dark a raining fire

In the quiet a gathering

Will we rise now in time

Theres a needle in this wheel

Theres a needle in this wheel

We're all needles

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