Compositor: Stuart McCallum / Rioghnach Connolly
We’re in the water
Faded shadows
Winter at my cheek
Fighting fliers
Flickered fires
Summer at our feet
Pieces of me, lost at sea, out on the tide
Hear the yearly wields of the wild
The only stories my mother told me
They’re only stories mo dhadaí left me
Only stories, only stories own me
Frightened flickers, stolen whispers, bathed in the dark
Clasp your hand in my hand, never wanting to part
Pieces of me lost at sea, out on the tide
Hear the yearly wields of the wild
The only stories my mother told me
They're only stories, mo dhadaí left me
Only stories, only stories own me
Only stories, only stories own me