[Verse 1]
There’s a wind from the edge of the world
Love
Carries salt on its laughing breath
Sings of red-haired thieves on the tide
Love
Who danced hand in hand with death
But I sit by Brigid’s bright fire
Now
Ash and ember on worn stone floor
And I pray for the souls of the wild ones
Who never could stay on shore
[Chorus]
Brigid’s hearth on the wild sea
Flame in the howl of the storm around me
Blood of rogues in these trembling hands
I bless the waves that stole their plans
Brigid’s hearth on the wild sea
Mercy as wide as the deep can be
[Verse 2]
Grandda’s tales in the winter kitchen
“Your kin rode the foam like kings
Smuggled hope in the hold with the whiskey
Left the law with a taste of string”
But his eyes grew soft by the lamplight
When he named each friend who fell
“I’d trade every coin for their faces
And a quiet graveyard bell”
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[Bridge]
Storm is rising
Shutters shiver
Ropes groan down in the bay
Every ghost of our hungry courage
Paces
Wanting the spray
So I lay one coal on the altar
One tear for each restless name
Let the sea keep their reckless glory
Let this hearth keep their flame
[Chorus]