Four Stations Of The Sun

It was Spring so cold in Easter I knew the Sun would rise Allow myself to say my thank yous New forms of worship come Midsummer day I sense it There were gatherings upon the tor No priests but the crowds were grateful I was back where I'd been before I tried denying that a new age has begun I turn around and see four stations of the sun Autumn leaves All Hallows evening We crawled a long way from the grave Harvest crops and burn a bonfire At Christmas day we'd all been saved I tried denying that a new age has begun I turn around to see four stations of the sun I tried denying every deity forms one I turn around and see four stations of the sun It was Spring so cold in Easter I knew the sun would rise Allow myself to say my thank yous New forms of worship come I tried denying that a new age has begun I turn around to see four stations of the sun I tried denying every deity forms one I turn around and see four stations of the sun