Wickerbird - The Fold

And when you wake, you'll wake in the mornin'
Your fingers cold
Your fields to be sown

Feeble today, just like the seedlins
Asleep in the fold
But one day you'll grow

Alders breathing, keepin, weeping
Leaves all sinking, fever dreaming
Brothers sleepin, wolves all creeping
Weavers weaving
Nothin

And what you take, you'll take it for storing
The bitter snow
The winter you know

Feeble today, just like the seedlins
Sleepin in the fold
But one day you'll grow

Alders breathing, keeping, weeping
Leaves all sinking, fever dreaming
Brothers sleeping, wolves all creeping
Weavers weaving
Nothing

Alders breathing, keeping, weeping
Leaves all sinking, fever dreaming
Brothers sleeping, wolves all creeping
Weavers weaving
Nothing