Waking light it grew from the shadow. Brace yourself to the morning low. Night is gone long way turning. You've waited long enough to know. When the memory leaves you. Somewhere you can't make it home. When the morning comes to meet you. Lay me down in waking light. No one sees you here roots are all covered. There's such a life to go and how much can you show?. Day is gone on a landslide of rhythm. It's in your lamplight burning low. When the memory leaves you. Somewhere you can't make it home. When the morning comes to meet you. Rest your eyes in waking light. When the memory leaves you. Somewhere you can't make it home. When the morning comes to meet you. Open your eyes with waking light