Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Cold stone walls and grey skies Where the wild Atlantic sighs I step inside the quiet room Chasing shadows through the gloom Dusty light on the floor I have opened up the door [Pre-Chorus] The latch is rusted red Like the words she never said I find the scroll behind the grate Hidden there by hand of fate [Chorus] Carry the tune to the cliff On a white and wooden skiff Let the gulls take the refrain Through the mist and through the rain Oh, let the salt air sing Of the hope the morning brings [Post-Chorus] Humming with the northern wind Where the ocean has no end Humming with the northern wind [Verse] Tattered paper in my palm Like a long-forgotten psalm I can hear her silver ghost Walking on the jagged coast She is humming in the hall Writing songs upon the wall [Pre-Chorus] The ink is faded blue But the melody is true I feel the spirit in the air Brushing back my tangled hair [Chorus] Carry the tune to the cliff On a white and wooden skiff Let the gulls take the refrain Through the mist and through the rain Oh, let the salt air sing Of the hope the morning brings [Bridge] Pipes are calling from the deep While the village is asleep Whistle blowing soft and low Where the heavy waters flow Fiddle crying for the past Finding peace at long, long last [Instrumental] [Verse] Every note a silver thread Binding us, the quick and dead Now I feel her standing near Wiping away every single tear She is home within the stone I am never truly alone [Chorus] Carry the tune to the cliff On a white and wooden skiff Let the gulls take the refrain Through the mist and through the rain Oh, let the salt air sing Of the hope the morning brings [Outro]
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