Skellig — Loreena Mckennitt

O light the candle, John The daylight has almost gone The birds have sung their last The bells call all to mass

Sit here by my side For the night is very long There's something I must tellBefore I pass along

I joined the brotherhood My books were all to me I scribed the words of GodAnd much of history

Many a year was IPerched out upon the sea The waves would wash my tears, The wind, my memory

I'd hear the ocean breathe Exhale upon the shore I knew the tempest's bloodIts wrath I would endure

And so the years went by Within my rocky cell With only a mouse or bird My friend; I loved them well

And so it came to pass I'd come here to Romani And many a year it took Till I arrived here with thee

On dusty roads I walked And over mountains high Through rivers running deep Beneath the endless sky

Beneath these jasmine flowers Amidst these cypress trees I give you now my books And all their mysteries

Now take the hourglass And turn it on its head For when the sands are still 'Tis then you'll find me dead

O light the candle, John The daylight is almost gone The birds have sung their last The bells call all to mass