Timeless Skies - Al Stewart  Capo 7

   
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While travelling northwards on a back country lane
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I came on the village where first I grew
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And stopped to climb up the hill once again
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Looking down from the tracks to the grey slate roofs
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I watched the village moving as the day went slowly by
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In the fields we lay here my very first love and I
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Under timeless arcadian skies
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Under timeless arcadian skies


The old canal lies sleeping under the sky
The barges are gone to a lost decade
On overgrown banks here lovers' footsteps went by
Long before ever the roads were made
And in our turn we passed here and carved our names on trees
As the days washed by like waves of an endless sea
Under timeless arcadian skies
Under timeless arcadian skies
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Time runs through your fingers
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You never hold it at all till it?s gone
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Some fragments just linger with you
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Like snow in the spring hanging on

I left the village behind in the night
To fade like a sail in the darkening seas
The shifts and changes in the patterns of life
Will weather it more than the centuries
And in another village in a far off foreign land
The new day breaks out opening up its hand
And the sun has the moon in his eyes
As he wanders the timeless skies

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