The Doing Is Done - Nick Mulvey

Yes, now the doing

Oh, the doing is done

A father’s made by his daughter

A mother made by her son

And oh, in the darkness

I feel I would stay

But the darkness of the night

Was made by the day

And I wait, I wait

She draw rum and I stayed the same

Well I was lost in the rushing

And you were lost in the rain

And asking 'How many miles in the making?'

And 'How many makers in the one?'

When a mother’s made by her daughter

And a father made by his son

And well I’ll be there

Oh, where could I go?

Yes, I’ll be there

Oh, where could I go?

Oh, now the doing is done

Your father’s made by his daughter

A mother made by her son

And will I be there?

Oh, where could I go?

Yes, I’ll be there

Oh, where could I go?

Let us live full cost

Of the woods

Of the darkness

Let’s put on

The armour of life

Let us pour honesty

As in the day