Turn of the Century

Realising a form out of stone set hands moving

Roan shaped his heart through his working hands

Worked to mould his passion into clay

Like the sun

In his room, his lady

She would dance and sing so completely

"So be still", he now cries

"I have time, oh let clay transform thee so"

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

In the deep cold of night, winter calls, he cries, "Don't deny me!"

For his lady, deep her illness

Time has caught her and will for all reasons take her

In the still light of dawn, she dies, helpless hands, soul revealing

Like leaves we touch, we learn

We once knew the story

As winter calls he will starve

All but to see the stone be life

Now Roan, no more tears

Set to work his strength

So transformed him

Realising a form out of stone

His work so absorbed him

Could she hear him?

Could she see him?

All aglow was his room

Dazed in this light

He would touch her

He would hold her

Laughing as they danced

Highest colours touching others

Did her eyes at the turn of the century

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Tell me plainly

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

How we'll meet, how we'll love

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Oh, let life so transform me

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Like leaves we touch, we dance

We once knew the story

As autumn called and we both

Remembered all those many years ago

I'm sure we know

Was the sign in the day with a touch

As I kiss your fingers?

We walk hands in the sun

Memories when we're young

Love lingers so

Was it sun through the haze

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

That made all your looks as warm as moonlight?

As a pearl deep your eyes

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Tears have flown away all the same light

Did her eyes at the turn of the century

Tell me plainly?

When we meet, how we'll look

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

As we smile time will leave me clearly

Like leaves, we touch, we see

We will know the story

As autumn calls, we'll both remember

All those many years ago

(All those many years ago)