Lyrics At The Cut - The Cave Singers

At The Cut

Down these waves, I travel long, long days
See I tried so hard and I work so long
But oh lord, I’ve seen everything
The birds in the tree, the river’s wild dreams
You let me know
Down at the cut, the childrens' dark luck
They wait for me like birds in a row
But oh lord, the things I’ve been told
This river may be gone, still all the blue jays sing
You let me know
Oh, I swear to be brave
Oh, that curtain must be raised
Down on their luck, they’ll teach us dark love
She waits for me like a bird high above
But oh lord, the things I’ve been sold
This bible may be wrong, still flowers bloom in spring
You let me know
Oh, I swear to be brave
See that curtain must be raised
Down to the ground
They want me now
Soldiers run out
Oh I swear to be brave
Down to the ground
Soldiers run out
Soldiers run out
Oh, that curtain must be raised