Starwatcher - The Decemberists

Starwatcher, starwatcher in the night

Starwatcher, starwatcher bend the light

There’s a rider on the road

There’s calamity a-waiting to unfold

There is poison in the well

There’s the augur of a distant ringing bell

It says: hold, hold, hold your ground

Skywatcher, skywatcher rules the day

Skywatcher, skywatcher cruel and fey

There are figures on the shore

At the laundromat, they’re whispering of war

There’s a lady on the stair

All a-shambling with thistles in her hair

Singing: hold, hold, hold your ground

Hold, hold, hold your ground

Starwatcher, starwatcher in the night