The Town and the Hills - The Lucksmiths

The road is long and slow

The clouds are hanging low

About the shoulders of the hills

Where the shadow kills the light

Your face and hands are cold

And if I may make so bold

You could be made of marble, dear

That’s just what I fear

The stars are out tonight

The stillness of the light

The weight of shadows cast

Like pieces of the past

I’ve been told

That when our bones are old

The sea will rush this place

And wipe it clean

Listen to me this time

The city sand and lime

And skylarks long have left it’s streets

Where the darkness meets

The cold and empty lanes

Carried home in trains

The beery and the sore

The drunken and the poor

When was the last time you sang

Along with the bells as they rang

And people didn’t stop to stare?

Even if I could reconcile

The two of us for a quarter mile

I’m not convinced it would be

A good reason for us to depart

The highway, go back to the start

The longest road stretched below

Where the darkness meets

The river as it bends

Through the shadow wends

It’s way to unquiet seas

And when you feel the breeze, at last

When was the last time you sang

Along with the bells as they rang?