The Owl Service
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The road is long and made of sand and grit
The trees loom up against the sky
The turnip moon makes a song of the lake
And all I know is heartache
The night is a tender velvet cloak
Lined in mist, edged in starlight
The waters rise and threaten to drown the shore
A boat to cross the water what I long for
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
This valley’s dammed to serve only one purpose
It's history condemned it to engulfment
The bones of houses show in the summertime
A row of gateless gateposts standing in line
The night’s so quiet I can hear the snails crawl
Cutting the leaves they smear with silver
The scent of my own fear fills the air
The sound of my own breathing makes me shiver
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
Animals, darkness and trees between me and where I live
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