Cathedral Bells from TRESPASS by Alex Roberts (UK)

The wind blows time atop this hill,
Where I can see for miles,
And each which way I cast my gaze,
I’m humbled by your smile,
We blazed this trail so many times,
The sun upon our backs,
With bold adventure in our hearts,
And blood upon the tracks,
And I fall down every time hear the sound,
Cathedral Bells they peal the years,
And tears that touched the ground,

I found some coin; rare provenance,
Of silver to turquoise,
I brought them to your vacant lot,
To place upon your eyes,
And I fall back every time I hear the sound,
The starlings call the days gone by,
And tears that touched the ground,

Play on play on,
Truly do I love the sound,

If in the end we are alone,
Your final act to prove,
I’ll take this tune of memory,
With nothing more to lose,
And I fall back every time I hear the sound,
Of rolling thunder on the downs,
And tears that touched the ground,

So windswept time rolls down the ley,
And out across the sea,
And bears the tune of this fair land
And your fair memory,
And I fall back every time hear the sound,
Cathedral Bells they peal the years,
And tears that touched the ground,

Find a penny pick it up,
Each day you’ll have good luck,
Give that penny to a friend,
Your luck will never end.

• Folk
• bouzouki
• finger-style guitar
• lap steel guitar
• singer-songwriter
• storytelling
• United Kingdom