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    "Children Of The Harvest" Lyrics


    Seems we are to live our final days
    Far from the dwellings of men
    As flowing tides and shifting sands
    Far from the bitter gaze of soul less man

    In sorrow we fly from our loved ones
    To die in the waters of the wild
    My brethren can seek no shelter beneath these wings
    Until dead men rise from their graves

    How sad it is for me to see
    My fathers fallen halls

    Here once prideful men clashed as Gods
    With veins aflame and hearts of thunder

    Yet my fathers are long since dead and gone
    And I with heart so heavy
    And limbs so weary
    It seems our sun is all but dimmed

    And we your children have
    Wandered for years
    And felt the cruel blast of freezing winds
    But the harshest blow of all to come...

    To return at last to an empty home

    "Adapted and altered from the Irish folklore tale
    Of the Children of Lir, turned to swans and condemned
    To roam for 300 years before returning home...to an empty
    Home. An interesting spine for an allegorical tale. One of
    Displacement, disenchantment and alienation...from this world
    And its ways. Longing for another Age...
    Another time, another place..."
    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Alan Averill, Ciaran Williams, Paul Gawley, Simon O'leary.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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