Lyrics
Drowned, your footsteps and chatter
Good mornings and asking the matter
All your children's laughter
A village, a watery grave
Over your walls, past your defences
Hedges, gates, through all your fences
After all they were only pretences
A village, a watery grave
Milky moon
Cows are late
Did some damn fool
Not shut the gate?
At the doorstep
The threshold's green
Scrub all you like
It won't come up clean
Drowned, your church, your crosses and stones
Stables, farms, gardens and homes
All you left, no longer your own
A village, a watery grave
Milky moon
Cows are late
Did some damn fool
Not shut the gate?
At the doorstep
The threshold's green
Scrub all you like
It won't come up clean
Drowned, your footsteps and chatter
Good mornings and asking the matter
All your children's laughter
A village, a watery grave
A village, a watery grave
A village, a wave, a watery grave
Michael Davies, Paul Jones
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