Reaping the Rich Harvest - The Icicle Works

When day is done, wind in my sails

With confidence, how could we fail

Fingers can pass through fire

And somehow not get burned

Hang your hopes upon, all you’ve learned

Only when I find you

Will I use your lines for guidance

Will I subsequently fumble

Through the reasons to be gained

Bind me up with promises, lend me to the wisdom of your ways

Will you find it in yourself

To reap the richest harvest then…

Those aisles are long

With wisdom worn

And it was here

Our love was born…

Only when I find you

Will I use your lines for guidance

Will I subsequently fumble

Through the reasons to be gained

Bind me up with promises, lend me to the wisdom of your ways

Will you find it in yourself

To reap the richest harvest then…

Reap the richest harvest once again