Lion Song
Lion Song
Harrod and Funck
See the green rush by your head.
You will break out, you will.
'Neath you run some fleeter feet.
'Cause what have we not been given?
And what have we not been shown?
These two lions that I know,
As beautiful as they are strong,
Sleeping in each other's arms.
So when the thunder rocks your bones,
And the night is cold and long,
Their jungle kept me.