Voices On The Wind - Orla Fallon

Standing by the ocean

watch it tear away the shore

Glide out upon the desert,

the horizon is the door

And though your voice is shouting above the wind it can’t be heard

Drop all sense of reason,

it’s there you’ll find your own worth

And though you are surrounded, feeling quite alone

There’s a light to guide you home

If you stand with your face to the wind off the water

At the point of lands end where the ocean begins

Look to the memory of the ones gone before

The light and meaning of the voices on the wind

Searching for safe passage

as you knock on every door

You still can hear the howling

of the mongrel dogs of war

You call out for some comfort seeking shelter from the night

A raging rain’s upon you

and you’re tired of the fight

And though you are surrounded, feeling quite alone

There’s a light to guide you home

If you stand with your face to the wind off the water

At the point of lands end where the ocean begins

Look to the memory of the ones gone before

The light and meaning of the voices on the wind

And though you are surrounded feeling quite alone

There’s a light to guide you home

If you stand with your face to the wind off the water

At the point of lands end where the ocean begins

Look to the memory of the ones gone before

The light and meaning of the voices on the wind…