Lead Me On - Joe Henry, Lisa Hannigan

The day draws a shade

Pulls the thread of your frayed lace undone

It falls like the evenings

That charm then devour their young—

The face of the moon

On the river will shiver and run

From belief to surrender

And I want you to lead me on

The quiet of midnight

Is bright and it sounds an alarm

As men from the county line

Get down and take up their arms—

No one you can name

Is just that one thing they have shown

You speak from the shadows

And I want you to lead me on

The deep valley falls and it

Rises with blood in its eyes

The sharp mountain crawls into clouds

Wears a blade-thin disguise—

The hour is hung on a ladder rung

Cut from my bone—

You move high above me

And I want you to move me on…

This is my body-

Already broken for thee

The black coal at my soul not a diamond

But cracked open and free—

The dark rushing river sweeps

Pushing away and along

Like light through the pines

And I want you to lead me on