She never saw him, but he saw her...
in every note, in every silence between.

From across the Earth, a voice reached him: golden, distant, unknowable. She played unaware and yet the echo of her melody carved a place in his memory.
This is an invisible dialogue between artist and observer, muse and satellite, field and sky.

Some loves aren’t lived.
They’re received, like a frequency from another soul.

Unknown source

The ballad of Ro Jordan

Phonnet XXX

Lyrics

The Girl on the Moors.  2025©CopyrightCarolCorns
She stands there alone
Nothing but skin and bone
Wind whips around her frame
Miles away from her home
Miles away from her family
Miles away from her school
Miles away from her former life
It wasn’t hers to choose

The taxi leaves her there
Like a worn out doll
That’s all she was to them
Now she’s dirty and she smells
She has bruises and scars
From the torture with the bars
From the rupture to her parts
From the damage to her hurt heart

And they leave her standing there
She doesn’t know what to do
A tiny girl on the Yorkshire moors
She doesn’t know what to do
They have stripped her of her clothes
Feeling shivery and cold
They have stripped her of her dignity
They’ve left her naked and alone
Standing there all alone


She thought she was in love
She really thought he cared
For a long long time
She thought he cared
But he started to persuade her
To let other men
Other men to take her
Even old men take her

She hated them all
She hated every one of them
They took her heart and soul

But he insisted
When she resisted
He said he wouldn’t love her
If she resisted

Now it’s getting dark and
She thinks she will die
She has heard of other girls
And nobody asks why
Because nobody cares
And she’s told that often by her boyfriend
That ‘You’re nothing, nobody cares’

Then as the light was fading
The man from the farmhouse
 Saw the lights of the car
And heard the roar of the engine
Went to rescue her
Took a blanket and comforted her

He’s rescued many from the moors
He’s rescued many from the moors
He’s rescued many from the moors
He’s rescued many from the moors

1972

Josh Rouse