Seth Lakeman - The Circle Grows lyrics

Father and Son Like a bullet to a gun Born to blood In the scars of love Cheating the cold grave with power and rage Caught in a shadow of the crows Those black dressed figures in a row One mans pain Anothers gain The circle grows Secrets and lies The sharks in crime Brought to the edge But always crossing the line Faces in doorways Beckon you in One way in No way out Closer to danger Away from the crowds So silent and still He goes for the k**