album: The Visit (1992)
album: Live In Paris And Toronto (1999)
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The pounding sea is calling me home unto you 

On a dark new year's night 
On the west coast of Clare 
I heard your voice singing 
Your eyes danced the song 
Your hands played the tune 
T'was a vision before me. 

We left the music behind and the dance carried on 
As we stole away to the seashore 
And smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair 
And with sadness you paused. 

Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go 
your world was not mine, your eyes told me so 
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time 
And I wondered why. 

As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea 
A vision came o'er me 
Of thundering hooves and beating wings 
In clouds above. 

Turning to go I heard you call my name, 
Like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly 
"The old ways are lost," you sang as you flew 
And I wondered why. 

The thundering waves are calling me home unto you 
the pounding sea is calling me home unto to you 

The thundering waves are calling me home unto you 
the pounding sea is calling me home unto to you 

The thundering waves are calling me home unto you 
the pounding sea is calling me home unto to you 

The thundering waves are calling me home unto you 
the pounding sea is calling me home unto to you 

Send "The Old Ways" Ringtone to Cell