Letra de The Old Ways
The thundering sea is calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me, home, home to youOn a dark new year's night On the west coast of Clare I heard your voice singing Your eyes danced the song Your hands played the tune 'Twas a vision before meWe left the music behind and the dance carried on As we stole away to the seashore We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair And with sadness you pausedSuddenly I knew that you'd have to go Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so Yet, it was there I felt the crossroads of time And I wondered whyAs we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea A vision came o'er me Of thundering hooves and beating wings In clouds aboveTurning to go as you call out my name Like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly "The old ways are lost," you sang as you flew And I wondered whyThe thundering waves are calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me home, home to youThe thundering waves are calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you