I Will Remain - Matthew And The Atlas

Further from my widowed home take the road that sets into the sun,

Waiting for my skin and bone to return and see what I’ve become,

Summer has not yet been here though my days are long,

Take me back to when the night was young and another song was sung.

What of all those pretty tales the ones that took me to this door,

Is it comfort in the salvers way is it comfort upon this wooden floor,

Tell you is it a failure to forget the ones you once held dear,

And I tried to remember but my mind is no longer clear.

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, You recognise me,

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, I follow far, far from the trees,

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, The roots came out, up to my knees,

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, they twisted round,

I made no sound… No sound.

I wondered till my brittle bones had succumbed and pulled me to the stone,

Further from the towns you’ve known I’ll remain from where I have begun,

Summer before I start I was kicking home stones as a child,

In the meadow when the storm came through and I burrowed straight back to you.

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, You recognise me,

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, I follow from, far from the trees,

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, The roots came out, up to my knees,

Oooh Ooooh Oooh, They twisted round,

I made no sound… No sound.

Would you ever doubt my love when my day is done,

I’ll lay down my body within this earth I’ve won,

Would you try to follow the roads I had to walk,

There’s a whisper in the willow for there you’ll hear me talk.