Bear and Be Born

written by: Robby Rothschild

Grateful I go through the gloaming,
oh my daughter, oh my daughter
Estuary, flow toward the morning,
open water, open water.
In that stillness, you are dreaming
stars are turning, stars are turning
Where the night leads, who can know it
for the yearning, for the yearning?
To bear and be born,
bear and be born.

Golden light it floods my eyes, my healing, my undoing in a sunrise.
The estuary and the sea, I wonder what the future has in store for me.

The shimmering nightfall will show you the tracks through the trees,
The shimmering nightfall will show you the tracks through the trees,
That lead you in deeper and bring you at last to the sea.

The peace of the garden will enter your heart while you sleep,
The peace of the garden will enter your heart while you sleep,
And in your surrender, remember that all is in reach.

The river in springtime remembers the places you play,
The river in springtime remembers the places you play,
It comes from the mountains and washes the winter away.
The river in springtime remembers the places you play.

Golden light it floods my eyes, my healing, my undoing in a sunrise.
We’ve cried the night, each one alone, the thunder of that silence was a lonely drone.
I love you, I’m afraid of you, come lead us through the embers into something new.
The golden hour is beckoning, the beauty, God, the beauty and the reckoning.

Lanterns glimmering on the water
bid you follow, bid you follow,
through the foxfire of remembering, toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow.
Long and belong, through the gloaming,
through your dreaming, through your dreaming,
through that broken dawn where our memory
comes streaming, comes streaming
to bear and be born,
bear and be born.

Char – dobro, backing vocals.
Robby – kora, vocals.
Jon Gagan – bass.