Oak Bocage Tree (SynthPop Mix) Lyrics

Clouds of mistletoe conceal winter

They wave on druids mystical spells

Have we all searched for the vigorous water

For free over fragile coral in swells

From here your glare reaches out back this far

Grey to white, geese wait for the right winds

Lost my heart within these loose cobbles

A swaying road throughout the countryside

Who's to stay in

Come on out

Shadows overhead

Correspond with the ground

Feel that breeze

Salty dust to taste

On the lips

And tales of centuries are stored

Within the rings of the oak bocage tree

This savage beauty feels just like home

Caught in the eye of the raging storm

A landscape that persuades the soul

This is where I grow old

Cliffs cut life off from the land

The mighty Ocean stretches the boats to sail

Beyond the horison dark or pale

You know how to moor close to the evergreen fields

Nah yeah

Who's to stay in

Come on out

Shadows overhead

Correspond with the ground

Feel that breeze

Salty dust to taste

On the lips

And tales of centuries are stored

Within the rings of the oak bocage tree