Row Through the Grey

Verse 1

Cold comes the tide across the flat sand

North wind bites my beard

My brothers row with salt-cracked hands

Toward the holy isle we steered

The monks are singing somewhere low

Their bells begin to sound

I grip the rail and watch the water glow

Where the old gods drowned

Chorus

Row to Lindisfarne

Row through the grey

Row to Lindisfarne

We raid at break of day

Verse 2

We beached the hull on the shale

Silent as the dead

Fathers told us of this holy vale

And the gold beneath the lead

I climbed the rock and drew my blade

My breath came short and fast

The brothers fled and the children prayed

We were never meant to last

Chorus

Row to Lindisfarne

Row through the grey

Row to Lindisfarne

We raid at break of day

Bridge

Oh the sea remembers every name

Every sail and every flame

Oh the sea remembers every name

And it calls us home the same

Chorus

Row to Lindisfarne

Row through the grey

Row to Lindisfarne

We raid at break of day

Outro

(Home the same)

(Home the same)

Chorus

Row to Lindisfarne

Row through the grey

Row to Lindisfarne

We raid at break of day