Verse 1
Silver temple on the hollow hill
My memory is a burned-out wheel
I trace the names the wind forgot
Every door I knock turns to stone
Chorus
Ancient light in my hands
Ancient light in my hands
Hold it till it understands
Oh-oh
Post-Chorus
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Verse 2
Mothers sing in a tongue I lost
My shadow walks where rivers cross
Dig the iron from the failing well
Drink the past till the present fell
Chorus
Ancient light in my hands
Ancient light in my hands
Hold it till it understands
Oh-oh
Post-Chorus
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Bridge
Fields of clay and burning grass
The drum that calls is made of glass
Wake the song the silence kept
Halfway found and half unkempt
Chorus
Ancient light in my hands
Ancient light in my hands
Hold it till it understands
Oh-oh
Outro
Ancient light
Ancient light
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