86 - The Marquis de Tren, Bonnie "Prince" Billy

Your friend was at my door

He has crossed the unknown see and brought your call to my home

The night is dark and my heart is full

But I will turn on the light, open the gate and bow to him my welcome

After all it’s your friend that stands at my door

I’ll worship with folded hands and with tears

I’ll worship placing at his feet the treasures of my life

And he’ll go back with his job done

Leaving a dark shadow on my morning

And in my lonely home

Only my lonely self will remain

As if it were an offering to you