Moonlight catches drip and gleam
Griffin ichor washed clean
Boots sink deep in needle bed
Wire hum sings overhead
Silver drinks the sap and blood
Resting in the witcher's mud
Two quiet strangers edge and eye
Watch the treeline wait to die
Cloth turns black with basilisk
Knuckles white on leather wrist
Transformer buzzes steady beat
Crickets chorus low and sweet
Silver drinks the sap and blood
Resting in the witcher's mud
Two quiet strangers edge and eye
Watch the treeline wait to die
Dawn paints poles in copper rose
Fatigue settles in his bones
He slides me home practiced grace
Finds my sheath my resting place
Silver drinks the sap and blood
Resting in the witcher's mud
Two quiet strangers edge and eye
Watch the treeline wait to die
Rain slicks bark and insulator
No monster shows no sudden terror
Just the hum the pine the steel
A quiet pact a wound to heal
Leslie spins a low Hammond groan
Muted brass begins to moan
Spring reverb on the final stroke
Something breaks something woke
Night returns the cycle turns
Oil rag strikes the fire burns
Not of flame but steady care
Silver bright in woodland air
Silver drinks the sap and blood
Resting in the witcher's mud
Two quiet strangers edge and eye
Watch the treeline wait to die
Bound by wire pine and flood
Oil rag folds the watch begins
Pine sap seals the steel within
