The sea beneath the cliff is the blue in my mother's eyes That came from the blue in her mother's eyes Thrown on down the line By our family who worked the field on borrowed land above the ocean My family worked the field on borrowed land
Higher hills do not provide For hearts born of coral and moss Where rain won't flow beyond our stream And water is captive to the well
There was a gentleman, I've always known his children's songs Blue eyes were hardened by the war But still he went on singing
Night can't hide a man When his eyes are tearing The night can't hide his cries There's only a few of us left
Higher hills do not provide For hearts born of coral and moss Where rain won't flow beyond our stream And water is captive to the well
I've known that age old blue lies in home with sirens tombs He's left a deep desire for a home beside the water Shady rhythm calms the night And that voice is never still You know a voice is never still And a voice is never silent
Shady rhythm calms the night And that voice is never still You know a voice is never still And a voice is never silent
Higher hills do not provide For hearts born of coral and moss Where rain won't flow beyond our stream And water is captive to the well