Flags of Dawn - Thrice

This darkness would eclipse our will

A cold wind blows across these hills

A swinging gaze from a hangman’s tree

A crow’s-nest view of what’s left to see

The lifeless forms of saints

Return the silence to the snow

And still beneath the grain is waiting

For its time to grow

So hold on, hold tight

Hope in daylight

We will overcome

So put away your fear

The morning star will soon appear

And bring an end to this dark night

But we must run forward to meet the light

Watered by the blood of martyrs

Blessed and blind our sons and daughters

Sleep with one eye open

And live with both eyes shut

So lets find the place where sight begins

And see the things that we saw when our

Eyes were bright and wet against the light

And hold on, hold tight

Hope in daylight

We will overcome

Open your eyes

O’er the hillside

Fly the flags of dawn