Lyric

I left the gate unlatched

For the silver in my shoes

You were gone by dusk

In the moss and broken yews

The branches kept your name

Like a secret on the skin

And I followed your small light

Where the thorny paths begin

Footprints made of silver

Lead me back to you

Footprints made of silver

In the midnight blue

By the black pond still and deep

I saw my face go pale

There was moonlight on the reeds

And a lark inside the veil

You had crossed the swallow bridge

Past the wolves and cedar trees

Now your silence wore a crown

And it trembled in the breeze

Footprints made of silver

Lead me back to you

Footprints made of silver

In the midnight blue

If I call your hidden name

Will the briars part in grace?

Will the old fox show me mercy

At the edge of your lost place?

I can hear the last lantern

In the chimney of the pines

And it shakes like something holy

As it waits for you and mine

Footprints made of silver

Lead me back to you

Footprints made of silver

In the midnight blue