The fiddler in the storm by Katie

Cannot see his face

Fiddle made of light

Playing over the sea

Hood up in the heavens

Mountains in the mist

Golden notes are falling

Like rain on the peaks

I heard him in the thunder

When the world was still

Robe of constellations

Sewn with holy will

Pre-Chorus

La-la-light goes swirly-swirl from his hands

He draws a circle in the sky, do we understand?

He plays beneath the radar, beneath the storm

Who taught the darkness to be warm?

Chorus

He's playing above the clouds

Golden fiddle, golden shroud

Eclipse behind him, burning bright

Turning darkness into light

Oh, he's playing above the clouds

Don't need a face to hear the sound

Every cloud is a choir now

Oh-oh-oh, listen how

No mouth, no eyes

Music like a prayer

Ribbons made of sunlight

Tangled in the air

When the sky is breaking

He stitches up the seam

One violin against the end of everything

Pre-Chorus

La-la-light goes swirly-swirl from his hands

He draws a circle in the sky, do we understand?

He plays beneath the radar, beneath the storm

Who taught the darkness to be warm?

Chorus

He's playing above the clouds

When the mountains fall down

No sword, no shield, just a golden sound

Holding the sky from falling down

He's playing above the clouds

And if we listen, if we listen loud

We might learn to play somehow