Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Riverside
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Jeanson
Songwriter
Lyrics
Well my beacons are lit
And I'm awaiting
Like the ground in the winter
When it calls to the springtime
To come and awaken it
And I'm covered in brambles
From wrestling this time
Oh I've climbed up the towers
And lit every fire,
At least every one I could find
Search this heart through the dark
Search this heart till You know
I'm sorry for worries
My hope grown cold
And this unbelief like a heavy stone
I am surrounded
Enemies close
Well my beacons are lit
And I'm awaiting
Like the beaver in the river
That's gathering pieces of wood
To make his house fit
And I'm covered in brambles
From wrestling this time
Oh I've climbed up the towers
And lit every fire
At least every one I could find
Written by: Jacob Jeanson
