Story Behind The Song

Real life story of a fairy-tale country hamlet. Summer holidays and one deep, deep snow, icy New Year and First Footing. Ghost re-awaking in a summer dawn, slipping out through the walled garden to meet secret Heathcliffe, hiding in the ivy strewn crumbling old stone wall, first coming cry, At Christmas, very late last post on Christmas Eve, Christmas Card. Love and innocence, sweet and new as the morning dew.

Song Description

Revisiting old Crackenthorpe Hall, the old George and Dragon Inn, and first love. Haunting the Inn, running down the long wooded dive of the hall, owls hooting. Creeping out of the Inn at dawn to meet first love.

Lyrics

V1 We hold tighter, as real, tender,
hungry as summers sought before.
Shall we say it, like the first ever
coming-cries, the Christmas Eve
Card, our shape-shifting energy.
Life's affair, a night candle's flare,
"I love you." I Love You." We say.

Chorus-Refrain
Sensuous winter wild seas
shaking crumbling stone,
mist that writhes above us,
hides the love we've known

V2 With thunder coming in
as ghosts go through door into the past.
Fingers cold, fiery currents,
waves washing over us,
we are buoyed upon the
sensuous winter wild seas,
crashing, shaking crumbling stone
mist writhing above endless kiss.
A kiss of ghosts, ruby soft,
brushing seal ever days.
Dimension through scarce seen
doors, felt for in darkest night,
half-light dawn, light falls through.
"Are we real again." "Is this real?"

Chorus-Refrain
Sensuous winter wild seas
shaking crumbling stone,
mist that writhes above us,
hides the love we've known

V2 Fingers cold, fiery currents....
Repeat

Chorus-Refrain
Sensuous winter wild seas
shaking crumbling stone,
mist that writhes above us,
hides the love we've known

V1 We hold tighter, as real, tender,
hungry as summers sought before.
Shall we say it, like the first ever
coming-cries, the Christmas Eve
Card, our shape-shifting energy.
Life's affair, a night candle's flare,
"I love you." I Love You." We say.