The Light On The Shore - Karine Polwart

Old as I am, older than 
The threads of understanding, which we weave between us 
Old as you are, older by far 
Than the contours of the love that we leave behind us 

Bold as I am, bolder than 
The pioneers who swept their way across the desert 
Bold as you are, bolder by far 
The lovers who have swum the tide to be together 

Are we old enough and bold enough to say goodbye? 
Old enough and bold enough that we do not need to cry? 
Well I’m not so old and not so bold I don’t need you more 
Now the light is slowly beckoning you to the shore 

Cold is the ground for which you’re bound 
It’s a place where we can never more be together 
Cold is the air that takes you there 
On a passage that will end with your end forever 

But it’s not so cold I do not feel the warmth of your skin 
Not so cold I do not know the fires that burn within you 
Though they are fading now I wish that they would burn once more 
And keep you from the light that’s slowly beckoning you to the shore 

If I could sail the seas of time then I would keep you from harm 
But I am no sailor and I cannot warn you 
Though there’s nothing in my life I ever wanted more 
Than to keep you from the light that’s slowly beckoning you 
Than to shield you from the light that’s slowly beckoning you to the shore