Skellig
Oh light the candle, JohnThe daylight has almost goneThe birds have sung their lastThe bells call all to mass
Sit here by my sideFor the night is very longThere's something I must tellBefore I pass along
I joined the brotherhoodMy books were all to meI scribed the words of GodAnd much of history
Many a year was IPerched out upon the seaThe waves would wash my tears,The wind, my memory
I'd hear the ocean breatheExhale upon the shoreI knew the tempest's bloodIts wrath I would endure
And so the years went byWithin my rocky cellWith only a mouse or birdMy friend; I loved them well
And so it came to passI'd come here to RomaniAnd many a year it tookTill I arrived here with thee
On dusty roads I walkedAnd over mountains highThrough rivers running deepBeneath the endless sky
Beneath these jasmine flowersAmidst these cypress treesI give you now my booksAnd all their mysteries
Now take the hourglassAnd turn it on its headFor when the sands are still'Tis then you'll find me dead
Oh light the candle, JohnThe daylight is almost goneThe birds have sung their lastThe bells call all to mass