[Intro — William, warm, over a single sustained oud note] If darkness is a question, then he is the only answer worth the asking. [Verse 1] He rose from the same first silence as the Father of the deep, but where one learned the shadow, one learned the light to keep. [Verse 2] He don't erase the darkness. He was never meant to fight. He's not the absence of the shadow — he's just what shadow answers, "light." [Chorus] Léarscaile, the visible reflection, the horizon at the edge of night. Not a ruler of the darkness — just its oldest, truest light. [Verse 3] Every star that's ever guided someone lost and far from home, every dawn that's ever promised you don't have to be alone — [Chorus repeats] Léarscaile, the visible reflection, the horizon at the edge of night. Not a ruler of the darkness — just its oldest, truest light. [Bridge — softer, reflective] He and the Father don't compete. They were never meant to war. One's the question, one's the answer — both were always here before. [Final Chorus — fuller, warmer] Léarscaile, the visible reflection, the horizon at the edge of night. Not a ruler of the darkness — just its oldest, truest light. [Outro — William, quiet, warm] Ask the dark a question long enough... ...and somewhere, light answers back.
