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Lovely tune and a great arrangement and delivery

A consistent beauty of harmonies, folk stylings and genre era spanning music.

Very lovely song. Great creativity, vocals and harmonies

What a wonderful track, very well produced. Some kind of a sailor song.

Great all around, but especially the vocals - that's some fine harmony!

Come with me, girl, for a walk in the Heather.
I'll sip on the whiskey I bring.
I'll talk about nonsense and explain the oceans,
and find you don't think of these things,
simply why would i think of these things?

And I will pour scorn on the people I warned, 
about things that the future would hold.
And although I'm old this was no quest for gold, 
oh, my chip wouldn't let me get told.

Now, listen up girl if we meet in the middle.
You may as well just speak your mind.
A job and a family will take just a moment,
So go out and see what you find.
Oh, just go out and leave us behind.

Cos, throughout this run, which was lacking in fun, I could not keep a track of the time.
And I didn't take stock, oh to turn back the clock wouldn't solve it this far down the line.

An extended take on a lone shaft of moonlight that frames our faces as we walk.
Or a massive extension and 2 or 3 holidays 
to make all of our neighbours baulk.
Oh, a walk and a talk and a baulk.

Oh, winning the race and shoving in their place was of no consolation to me.
Just trouble and strife and creation of life, feebly attempting at happy.

Come with me girl for a walk in the heather,
it's not like we don't have the time,
Cos, everything works out alright in the end;
until that one time down the line.
Oh, you will get yours; I'll get mine. 

Just trying to fit in I lost out on most things and the worry could eat me up whole.
Cos, I never wanted the things adver-tis-ed as an anthemic salve to the soul,
and anyway i was out, stuck betwixt and without, a rock and a hard place you know.
To say I really tried is a straight pack of lies, I just didn't decide where to go.

Oh, don't feel lonely, 
don't be sad,
Don't let them make you feel bad.

Oh, don't be sorry,
don't be afraid,
there's row after row to be laid.

Oh, don't be happy,
don't be mad,
don't let them trick you with glad.

The burning of the Heather,
will scar the hills.
But it creates space to be filled.

Oh, come with me a girl for a walk in the Heather,
where I'll barely say anything. 
We'll circle around staying far above town.
Not that it will ever change a thing.
Oh, you can't ever change anything.

The Heather surrounds, as we avoid the town and I wish I could just speak my mind.
But the trivial things, try take over and bring, along other problems in a line.
Yet I briefly break out of the traps laced about by a thoughtless bastard in the past.
But it's no fucking good wouldn't escape if I could because a walk in the Heather can't last.

A Walk in The Heather

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