Walls of Stone

I ran into the hills
And there were fields of green
And walls of stone so grey and hard enough to break my bone

And things were different then
And I know better now
I would not leave the fold so quickly I’m growing old

Those days so distant now
We have more than we need
My cup it overflows
But I could not forget

The cold wind it blew before me
Cold the wind it blew before me
Froze my bone, erode my whole, cast my mould, yet you spared my soul
Cold the wind it blew before me

I sheltered in your arms
And I was paralysed
And how I needed walls of stone to save my mortal bone

The fields they came alive
With others long since lost
We prayed together that our souls would somehow intertwine

Those days so distant now
We have more than we need
My cup it overflows
But I could not forget