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
Shearwater released Leviathan, Bound on Tue Jun 03 2008.
When Shearwater played for NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert, Jonathan Meiburg spoke about what inspired the song. He watched a documentary called Blue Water White Death about great white sharks in which a sperm whale (here, the “leviathan”) was killed and eaten by sharks. See minute 4:20-5:10 to hear it...