Shearwater - Leviathan, Bound lyrics

The hollow light is still on the fields
Where the winter has warmed
And the snows have drained away
And the hunter’s cry is still on the air
As the bullet flies home
But the heart that’s pierced with it
Still is racing still is racing, alone

The silver shoals of the light in the deep
Brush the glittering skein
Where the great, dark body writhes
And the trembling jaw the unfathoming sounds
Of leviathan, bound
As his heart, though weakening
Still is racing still is racing, alone

You are racing you are racing
Alone