Old Ways (Ver. 2)

Intro: ( - - - ) x 2 The thundering waves are calling me home home to you                     The pounding sea is calling me home home to you                 On a dark new year’s night     By the west coast of Clare        I heard your voice singing Your eyes danced the song        Your hands played the tune          T’was a vision before me. We 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 paused.         Suddenly I knew that you’d have to go              My world was not yours your eyes told me so                    Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time                                      - -  And I wondered why. As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea              A vision came o’er me Of thundering hooves and beating wings             In clouds above.  As you turned to go I heard you call 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 why. The 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 you                                  - [email protected] -