From the recording Stories of Strangers
Lyrics
The story begins like so many before
In some other time on some distant shore
We gather around while the verses unfold
A familiar tale by author unknown
Carving a place in the stories of strangers
Leaving no trace in the fables of friends
We follow a trail that’s lost at the water’s edge
No-one knows where it begins
Or where it ends
When winter winds blow, wild and ragged and cold
There’s a seat by the fire to welcome you home
And together we’ll sing long-remembered refrains
Of history deep with shallow remains
Carving a place in the stories of strangers
Leaving no trace in the fables of friends
We follow a trail that’s lost at the water’s edge
No-one knows where it begins
Or where it ends
Raise your voice and lift your spirits for a while
Raise a toast to the ghosts of ancient times
You can hear them dance between each hallowed rhyme
And sing in the echoes left behind
Carving a place in the stories of strangers
Leaving no trace in the fables of friends
We follow a trail that’s lost at the water’s edge
No-one knows where it begins
Or where it ends