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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Townhill
David Townhill
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wyckham Porteous
Wyckham Porteous
Songwriter
Cargill Sanderson
Cargill Sanderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cargill Sanderson
Cargill Sanderson
Producer

Texty

I can look around far as I can see,
Past the hedgerow to the falling leaves, and as
We make our stand here upon this knoll,
I can hear that rhythm of a thousand souls,
Well this rest so rare,
This wind so fair, that it
Carries trouble down, beneath this
Shay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee,
Ay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee,
Ay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-ay,
This shaking ground,
How do we know that this is real,
Or is this fortune just what we steel, and
I feel the breeze here upon this brow:
Where is this horizon now?
Well this rest so rare,
This wind so fair, that it
Carries trouble down, beneath this
Shay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee,
Shay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee,
Shay-ee-ay-ee-ayking ground,
Oh this rest so rare,
This wind so fair, that
Carries trouble down, beneath this
Shay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee,
Shay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee,
Shay-ee-ay-ee-ayking ground.
Written by: Cargill Sanderson, Wyckham Porteous

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