The Fertile Rock - Luka Bloom

In the flowering desert

Lies the heart and soul of man

Find a deep well to draw from

And give back as you can

In the moonlight musicians

Hear their tunes in the Burren wind

And in the shadows

Where an old faith’s sheltered

The painter’s work begins

Footsteps, I could learn to listen

Footsteps, how I long to trace

Footsteps, I could learn to listen

To footsteps of an ancient race

The fertile rock

To the flowering desert

Roll the wheels of greed

Wells dry forever

The orchid starts to bleed

Footsteps, I could learn to listen

Footsteps, how I long to trace

Footsteps, I could learn to listen

To footsteps of an ancient race

The fertile rock

Fertile rock

Ancient place

Walk there, walk there

Footsteps

Ancient place

Not for sale

Walk there, walk there

Fertile rock