Lantern Light

[guitar fingerpicking a simple, repeating minor chord progression with dissonant drone. banjo enters with sparse, rhythmic frailing. fiddle sustains a mournful note.] wander the pines by lantern's light wander the pines to the edge of the night wander the pines where the mountain grows cold... and steeeep... oh wander... the chill wind moans in the firs where darkness stirs i see the path as it was through shadows blurred a promise to travelers a path to salvation something within this glen said it was our final end... wander the pines by lantern's light wander the pines to the edge of the night wander the pines where the lost fall to their knees... and weeeep... oh wander... my lamp was lit for his sight... promised return by moonlight... found him not, just the ledge... cold and stark... fell through the dark... fell through the dark... [music swells slightly and guitar strums become heavier, banjo more insistent, fiddle whines mournfully] now by the ancient rite... i wander the ridge at night... seeking warmth... trapping light... in my snare... oh, beware... oh, beware... [guitar and banjo intertwine on a tense, slightly faster melody representing the frantic search and the perilous path. fiddle plays dissonant, scraping notes and then fades back to main pattern.] [more intense, vocals pleading/desperate] wander the pines by lantern's light wander the pines to the edge of the night wander the pines where the mist hides the fall... so steep... [quieter, resigned] so steeeep… whoa... whoa... whoa... whoa... [fade out with fiddle drone and single guitar harmonic pluck, echoing into silence.] wander