Lyr Add: Marrow Hill (Anne Lister)

Subject: Lyr Add: Marrow Hill (Anne Lister)
From: Mrrzy
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 12:38 PM

MARROW HILL
Anne Lister (Tabster), on Waiting for the Hero

Where you built fortresses, we have ploughed fields
Long gone the palisades, long gone the shields
Courage and cowardice, both in time yield
As the wind blows over the moor.

Where you were lords and kings, we graze our sheep
Long gone the warriors, far down you sleep
Faithful or treacherous, the tale's buried deep
As the wind blows over the moor.

Where you fought desperately we stroll on by
Long gone the weeping, long past the cry
Fierceness and gentleness lost in the sky
As the wind blows over the moor.

What will they say of us, when we have gone?
Long gone the listeners and finished the song
The fights, the caresses, the right and the wrong
As the wind blows over the moor.

But let's light a candle flame here in the dark
Let's add a stone to the cairn on the path
Let's pass the stories on, leave a small mark
As the wind blows over the moor.

So here's a song for you and here's a prayer
For life still worth living and risks still to dare
For battles worth fighting and dreams rich and rare
As the wind blows over the moor.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Marrow Hill (Anne Lister)
From: Joe Offer
Date: 27 Jan 08 - 02:44 AM

Anne's notes, from Waiting for the Hero:

So there we were, standing by this cairn on a hilltop in Somerset, all of us caught by a sudden gust of sadness on the wind. Marrow could come from the Welsh word for "dead", we realised. All those battles, forgotten by history. and we sit there with a picnic.