Paroles de Age Old Blue

The sea beneath the cliff is the blue in my mother's eyes That came from blue in her mother's eyes Thrown on down the line By our family who worked the field on borrowed land above the ocean My family worked the field on borrowed land Higher hills do not provide for hearts born of coral and moss Where rain won't flow beyond the stream, and water is captive to the well There was a gentle man; I've always known his children's songs Blue eyes were hardened by the war, but still he went on singing Night can't hide a man when his eyes are tearing The night can't hide his cries: "There's only a few of us left" Higher hills do not provide for hearts born of coral and moss Where rain won't flow beyond the stream, and water is captive to the well I've known that age old blue: eyes and homes with siren's tunes Has left a deep desire for a home beside the water Shady rhythm calms the night, and that voice is never still You know a voice is never still, and a voice is never silent Higher hills do not provide for hearts born of coral and moss Where rain won't flow beyond the stream, and water is captive to the well