King Creosote
leaf piece long
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I'm clinging on to my homeland
My fingers clawing earth, peat and sand
My back's still hurting bad
But my eyes are still attached
To a vivid dream of lousing times
And the promise of my leaf piece
In the furrows of my bag
And in my laughter lines
I hear the songs my father sang
I have but half the voice he had
I keep it harnessed reign it in
Until the sun it melts on the horizon
That's when I clap eyes upon my lass
And I find I'm singing like a lark
My voice is calloused and my back is choked
And out of earthen clods my heart will soar
For now my tongue is held
And my wheesht is haud
But for now my tongue is held
And my wheesht is haud
- Álbum:
- Astronaut Meets Appleman
- FROM SCOTLAND WITH LOVE
- That Might Well Be It, Darling
- It Turned Out For The Best (EP)
- I Learned from the Gaels (EP)
- To Deal with Things (EP)
- Flick The Vs
- Thrawn
- Miscellaneous
- Other Voices: Series 13 (Live)
- Diamond Mine
- Diamond Mine (Jubilee Edition)
- KC Rules OK
- 678
- KC Rules OK (New Version)
- Not One Bit Ashamed
- From Scotland With Love (Extended Edition)
- Celtic Connections 2015
- You Just Want
- Now Hear This! December 2005