Lyrics: Lob Lie-by-the-Fire

Lob Lie-by-the-Fire

From The Wassailant (2020)

Lob Lie-by-the-fire
Sleeping off the hangover of fruitful harvest-home.
Lob Lie-by-the-fire
Dreaming of the spring and the country roads you’ll roam.

You’re older than the hills
You’ve put giants in their graves; named the first-born flowers.
And still your green-song thrills
To the tune of the tractor and of the plough.

And it calls to you, echoing brightly down the years.
Even when we shut you out.

Lob Lie-by-the-fire
Shake off your slumber, there is work to do now.
The days are getting brighter
Life begins afresh, time to start anew, oh.

You’ve been quiet as the dead;
Not a rustle from your hedge, just a snap of hoar-frost.
But in your teeming head
The song of the green is never lost.

And it calls to you, echoing brightly down the years.
Even when we break your trust.

We’ve spent these months apart
Do you still remember life before rain and snow?
Does the song within your heart
Still beat loud enough to make us grow?

Will you call to us, echoing brightly down the years?
As melodies of seasons flow?

Lyrics: © 2020 Kofi Young

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