A Many-Winged Creature (feat. Emma Freeman)

A many-winged creature In the caverns of the night Shines a light from a distant mountain The troubadours have all laid down Their burdens at the sight Sitting tight, they await their count-in And we gather 'round To hear the sound Of the world as it's gently turning The free, the bound The lost, the found Every soul is a fire burning A many-winged creature Gets to gathering the breeze And the trees have been set in motion We all look up, enchanted By the way the creature glows Even those far across the ocean And we gather 'round To hear the sound Of the world as it's gently turning The free, the bound The lost, the found Every soul is a fire burning Every soul is a fire burning Every soul is a fire burning