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Suilven
03:25
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I told my dad I’d climb that hill
That he said was too big for me when I was a girl
Twenty miles along my life it shows
How far into these boots I’ve grown
And I hate it, halfway up this hill
Oh I hate it
It was my bright idea
To be a part of this midge ridden mess
A stowaway blister living in my boots
Oh I’ve had it with these pests
And I hate it, halfway up this hill
Oh I hate it, halfway up this hill
Can’t take it trampling on my will
You’ll see me on top of this hill
Last stop before I turn around
Aches and pains are memories
But I’m still a child
Anchored by the cairn to the ground
And I’ve struggled to realise now
Struggle’s the reason I’m found
The reason I’m found
Halfway up this hill
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Great Stone
02:45
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Dusty are my fingers
Muddied my bog cotton socks
Etched upon my eyeline
Three hushed giants asleep
From this height, I can see
All the colours and grooves of the hills in the sky
Longer grows my shadow
As I step to the top cars passing by
A world away, from when we played
On the great stone
From this height, I can see
All the colours and grooves of the hills in the sky
All the while, I have been
Enamoured by others, who have different colours and grooves of the hills in the sky
Cold children play
Score their names
Old childlike ways
Dwell on those days
All the while, I have been
Enamoured by others, who have different colours and grooves of the hills in the sky
As the day’s, burning out
I feel for no other, but familiar colours and grooves of the hills in the sky
Colours and grooves of the hills in my sky
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Bring The Tide In
02:36
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For you, I’ll bring the tide in
For you, I’ll bring the tide in
Sleep out by the waves
Where I spent my childhood days
For you, I’ll bring the tide in
For you, I’ll bring the tide in
With you I’ve never known those storms
Where the fish hide and the boat masts howl and groan
For you, I’ll bring the tide in
For you, I’ll bring the tide in
Years pass, time plods on
Under those skies I don’t know where you’ve gone
For you, I’ll bring the tide in
For you, I’ll bring the tide in
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Moors
02:24
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Out there, the world it waits for me
The moors they swallow
Caught in my mind, hang it out on the line
But the cloud keeps me
Heather strewn, cobble like in a street
It trips me as I pass
Coarse through my feet, flowered lines cut deep
But the cloud keeps me
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Iona Lane Scotland, UK
‘Hallival’ is the long awaited debut album from Glasgow-based folk singer and songwriter Iona Lane. Having found herself fascinated by folklore & stories from across the UK ‘Hallival’ is inspired by natural landscapes, scientific discoveries, equality, human relationships & the supernatural, all tied together by a strong sense of place and a love for being in wild places. ... more
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