Lyrics

LINES IN THE LAND
Traipsing the Michael-Mary as the sky lanterns rise
in an arc-aligned sign over Glastonbury.
We feel the power going into our hands
on this New Year’s night. It’s the land’s way of saying
“hello, I’ve got so much to tell you, there’s so much to know.”

There’s a circle of stones in a green carpet field,
there’s something inside us that’s starting to yield. Standing over us... watching over us.
The red and white springs rising. Tiny candles, they guard. they are holding a space when our hearts becomes hard. When our hopes become barren, the branches of trees reach out to embrace us, before our souls freeze.
Go out past the ruins and see what this means. There’s an intricate weave between seen and unseen, pulsing life into Winter until white becomes green. Standing over us, Watching over us
There are lines in the land that are unmarred by time. They hum to us softly converging in rhyme.
Like the song that we sing at the start of the year,
it was penned in the past and it calls us to hear. Standing over us, Watching over us