Thick Air - Bonnie "Prince" Billy

It’s been a long, long time

We’ve been shut darkly in

Scratching for smiles

And missing our friends

Now we are free

Just about to be

And a thick air of triumph

Flows in

Composed from a living past

Now swelling around

Its voices its rhythm

Its earth rending sound

Now we are free

To melt and to cry

And a think air of promise

Surges by

It heartens it bolsters

It buoys and then

Leaves us to be

Our own new selves again

Let the dead be the dead

We are living, my friend

And the thick air of duty

Has died

And a new air of awesome

Will rise