The Long Yard Home lyrics - track 10

The Long Yard Home

The page is blank on an empty beach – miles lie between and you’re out of reach
Music silenced at the smallest sound – the quiet echoes all around
Distant hills call and the pull is strong
To the poet and the song - and the long yard home
Just a poet without a song - and a long yard home
Rhythm sticks and blocks the rhyme – music stalls out of time
Chords slip on silver strings – No voice sings – the silence rings
Distant hills call and the pull is strong
For the poet and the song - and still a long yard home
Longer distance – fonder heart – neither words or music start
Miles and hills keep you away – no music flows or words to say
For a poet without a song - and a long yard home
Each step closer thoughts of you – On the wind your perfume
Hills are greener – love is nearer – steps now surer – melody clearer
As the poet sings the song - with a few yards to home
The poet sings the song and the song comes home
The poet sings of love and the song comes home
Over the yards – over the miles – the song comes home

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