White Light

It's another heroes' sunset

I'm riding on the Great North Road

Coiled and tensed in wonder

As the land turns burning gold

Out in the sun, out in the wind

I'm nearly ready now to come back again

We are silent in this worship

Beneath the breathing of the summer trees

They sparkle in a dance of silver

As the light falls through the leaves

Out in the sun, out in the wind

I'm nearly ready now to come back again

So from the wisdom of trances, the armies of Jesus

To the Voodoo possessions, the different disguises

At dusk in the mountains, all bowed in surrender

A thousand voices calling out a million names

We knelt as we lit the candles

Around the little shrine

Take me back to the white light

I want to go there again

Out in the sun, out in the wind

I'm nearly ready now to come back again