The Old Ways
by MADONNA
Words and music by Loreena McKennitt
The thundering sea is calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
On a dark new year's night
On the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing
Your eyes danced the song
Your hands played the tune
T'was a vision before me.
On the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing
Your eyes danced the song
Your hands played the tune
T'was a vision before me.
We left the music behind and the dance carried on
As we stole away to the seashore
We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
With sadness you passed.
As we stole away to the seashore
We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
With sadness you passed.
Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go
Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
And I wondered why.
Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
And I wondered why.
As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea
A vision came o'er me
Of thundering hooves and beating wings
In clouds above.
A vision came o'er me
Of thundering hooves and beating wings
In clouds above.
Turning to go, heard you call out my name,
Like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly
The old ways are lost, you sang as you flew
And I wondered why.
Like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly
The old ways are lost, you sang as you flew
And I wondered why.
The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you