By Land And By Sea
I'd know you by land and by sea
You'll be the flower, and I'll be the bee
I'll be the wind that will shake your tree
If you're sweet, by your leave
I will sway your lee
Does the ship in the bottle
Feel safe or enclosed?
Sheltered, enfolded
The glass loves it most
Do the nuts and the bolts
Cry a halt to the volts
Or begin a sweet waltz to the fire?
My life is my art
But I give you my heart
Be careful
Take care that you care for it well
I'll share in the paint
And I know I'm no saint
But I do what I can
With the soul that I am
Does the ship in the bottle
Feel safe or enclosed?
Sheltered, enfolded
The glass loves it most
Do the nuts and the bolts
Cry a halt to the volts
Or begin a sweet waltz to the fire?
The anchor does not know
What it holds
Yet it's bold
To remain
In the dark of the deep
Stillness
The grey wolf will
Recognize the eyes of its mate
Walk in the path
Of the woods until late
The swans and barn owls
Drink a toast to the voles
Who have found what they sought
In the prairie
Does the ship in the bottle
Feel safe or enclosed?
Sheltered, enfolded
The glass loves it most
Do the nuts and the bolts
Cry a halt to the volts
Or begin a sweet waltz to the fire?
You'll be the flower, and I'll be the bee
I'll be the wind that will shake your tree
If you're sweet, by your leave
I will sway your lee
Does the ship in the bottle
Feel safe or enclosed?
Sheltered, enfolded
The glass loves it most
Do the nuts and the bolts
Cry a halt to the volts
Or begin a sweet waltz to the fire?
My life is my art
But I give you my heart
Be careful
Take care that you care for it well
I'll share in the paint
And I know I'm no saint
But I do what I can
With the soul that I am
Does the ship in the bottle
Feel safe or enclosed?
Sheltered, enfolded
The glass loves it most
Do the nuts and the bolts
Cry a halt to the volts
Or begin a sweet waltz to the fire?
The anchor does not know
What it holds
Yet it's bold
To remain
In the dark of the deep
Stillness
The grey wolf will
Recognize the eyes of its mate
Walk in the path
Of the woods until late
The swans and barn owls
Drink a toast to the voles
Who have found what they sought
In the prairie
Does the ship in the bottle
Feel safe or enclosed?
Sheltered, enfolded
The glass loves it most
Do the nuts and the bolts
Cry a halt to the volts
Or begin a sweet waltz to the fire?
Credits
Writer(s): Deborah Stokol
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Other Album Tracks
- The Flight of the Kestrel
- By Land And By Sea
- Nostos Algos
- Willie o' Winsbury (Willy o' Winsbury)
- Wild Thistles
- The Far Field (Hiraeth)
All Album Tracks: The Far Field (Hiraeth, Saudade) [Nostos Algos, Part II] >
Altri album
- Amongst the Birds and the Bonny Ivy - EP
- The Fisherman
- Beckonings - Orchestrated Version
- Beckonings - Solo Piano Version
- More for the Winsbury Collection
- The Golden Bough
- Preludes - EP
- Spring Morning
- The Lost Album: By Land And Sea, In Flight With Me / Thee
- The Far Field (Hiraeth, Saudade) [Nostos Algos, Part II]
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