"Song With No Name" lyrics
Johnny Flynn & Robert Macfarlane Lyrics
"Song With No Name"
Oh the pace of my placed and my lifted foot
The breath in my lungs, to my lips, my tongue
Spoke back to the trees
To the ease in my heartbeat
Down with the rain
Down again and I trod with
An ache for the ones who've walked before me
And joy for the ones who walk beside me
As I search for the solace the hills might give me
Heavy the tread of the dead on the way
The path in the rain, in the sun, won't gleam
And the ground is made with death and decay
And an echo of the ones who've walked before me
And joy for the ones who've walked beside me
And the beech is lifting me
Ash is reaching me
Wind is holding me
Time is folding me
Under the trees
And down through the Lea
And on to the path that you came to that day
My heart beat quickens
My breath it deepens
My footfall falters
Your memory's salt to the wound
Of calling your name is bound to the rain
I see you in forest dreams
Oh the distance gives the ask its answer
I rise up tired but continue my journey
There's a light in the window
The first star is here
I find just enough peace to make my way home with
Sadness for the ones who've walked before me
And joy for the ones who walk beside me
Thanks to Crow for correcting these lyrics.
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album:
"The Moon Also Rises" (2023)
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