When It Grows Darkest - Laura Veirs

When you’re out in the sticks

And you’re all but lost

The sun is dead

In a world of frost

Follow Polaris

On the Northern route

When it grows darkest

The stars come out

They’ve beaten you down

And you can’t get up

Stolen your horses

And they smashed your cup

Look up above

There can be no doubt

When it grows darkest

The stars come out

You harness the light

The lookout glows

Gather the children

And hold them close

And teach of love (teach of love)

And peace devout (and peace devout)

When it grows darkest

The stars come out

When it grows darkest

The stars come out

When it grows darkest

The stars come out