Keep me on
Hold me on the narrow way
And the sting
Of the nettle's barb, allay
Keep a hedge
'Round me 'til the other side
Deep and wide

A certain feeling
It is familiar
Deep and wide
And the figurines
That we make are made
With heavy, heavy hands and hearts

Here are also
Shining paths
We walk along the sides of them
In the grey grass
We are brought low
Our hoods are peeled back again