The Old Sound

The Old Sound
The day i ran away from home
No one was looking for me
Through field and skthey and flood i roamed
Singing softly

I found a little world for me
I found a little home for me
The sky was lit by candle ink
Flickering softly
The hills, they rolled like slumberbeast
And you were dreaming of me
I dreamt of eating
A little home for me
I dreamt of dreaming
Your lips glistening
No one comes down to the old town
And no one ever leaves
I was always home by the sundown
Singing in my sleep
This is what comes when you run round
Singing carelessly
Watch where your heart puts the roots down
You'll never get home before the sky goes dark
That's what you whispered to me
But i know somewhere we can lay our heads
Flickering softly
I remember feeling
The fire close to me
I woke and you were singing to me
No one comes down to my old town
I will not be free
No one goes home by sundown
I will not be free
No one sings songs with the old sound
Unless they walk with me
Sing on, sing soft, sing me