Letras
The golden sun begins to slip away
Gaddock Teeg has fallen to the fray
His wisdom lingers in the autumn air
A heavy silence that we all must share
Brigid stands where shadows start to creep
A promise that the Kithkin mean to keep
Her quiver heavy with the silver sting
Awaiting what the coming dark will bring
Can you feel the webbing start to pull
The golden cup is running over full
A thousand spirits merging into one
The final work of Lorwyn has begun
Connecting
Connecting
Connecting
Now
Now
We are the Thoughtweft, we are the one
Even when they take away the sun
Hold the circle, hold the golden line
Your entire soul is merged with mine
We are the Thoughtweft, we are the one
Even when they take away the sun
Hold the circle, hold the golden line
Your entire soul is merged with mine
The Weave
The Weave
The Weave
The Weave
The Great Aurora flickers in the sky
We watch the ancient summer start to die
But Brigid's aim is steady in the night
We draw our power from the inner light
Small but mighty, standing side by side
With the silver arrows as our guide
Kinsbaile is calling through the grey
We do not fear the ending of the day
One mind
One heart
One soul
We are the Thoughtweft, we are the one
Even when they take away the sun
Hold the circle, hold the golden line
Your entire soul is merged with mine
We are the Thoughtweft, we are the one
Even when they take away the sun
Hold the circle, hold the golden line
Your entire soul is merged with mine
The Weave
The Weave
The Weave
The Weave