Laura Veirs When It Grows Darkest
When you're out in the sticks
And you're all but lost
The sun is dead
In a world of frost
Follow Polaris
On the Northern route
When it grows darkest
The stars come out
They've beaten you down
And you can't get up
Stolen your horses
And they smashed your cup
Look up above
There can be no doubt
When it grows darkest
The stars come out
You harness the light
The lookout glows
Gather the children
And hold them close
And teach of love (teach of love)
And peace devout (and peace devout)
When it grows darkest
The stars come out
When it grows darkest
The stars come out
When it grows darkest
The stars come out
