[Verse 1] It came streakin’ in Star-skin scattered Silver shiver at sky’s rim A flicker of heat Thinning mid-breath A brittle drift of vapour Crisp as frost on Chapel stone Then quiet [Pre-Chorus] Quiet held the vale As if the night was list’ning As if the truth tried murmuring Murmuring itself away [Chorus] Oh that flare That fleeting feral glimmer A glimmer no hand could harbour Falling into nothin’ Oh that mote Too errant to tether Too strange for the world Too strange For me [Verse 2] Folk muttered portents Pub-talk thick as winter’s breath Rumours coiling upward A rise of reckless notion Shattered by doubt Doubt drifting through stone-cold lanes Settling in [Pre-Chorus] Stillness stirred the senses As if a hidden herald As if a message gathered Then scattered on the way down [Chorus] Oh that flare That fleeting feral glimmer A glimmer no hand could harbour Falling into nothin’ Oh that mote Too errant to tether Too strange for the world Too strange For me [Bridge] Some things they sear Past their given station Some names gleam Only in their unmaking Some hearts kindle Then crumble into quiet [Chorus] Oh that flare That fleeting feral glimmer A glimmer no hand could harbour Falling into nothin’ Oh that mote Too errant to tether Too strange for the world Too strange For me
