Al Stewart

Timeless skies

Al Stewart


While travelling northwards 
On a back country lane 
I came on the village 
Where first I grew 
And stopped to climb up 
The hill once again 
Looking down from the tracks 
To the grey slate roofs 

I watched the village moving 
As the day went slowly by 
In the field we lay here 
Lovers' footsteps went by 
In the fields we lay here 
My very first love and I 
Under timeless arcadian skies 
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 

Time runs through your fingers 
You never hold till its gone 
Some fragments just linger with you 
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 that 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