[Verse 1]
The night holds, holds a candle to you
I see you are a hummingbird
Living in the shadows of law
Cleave her to vivid dreams
Picture before you the living word

[Verse 2]
He did ascend away to prepare a place
And let the sound together hold you
To the humble he has given grace
From the proud he hides his face
From the proud he hide his face

[Chorus]
Joy has come
It rises with the son
He the highest on the horizon
Joy has come
In the mind that I see
Beautiful the axe that flies at me

[Verse 3]
In the yard
More than fourty birds
For to write upon my mind
We fall out into the street
As the last one flies
The last one in kind