From the recording Singing to the Angels
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Lyrics
Driving past the stones at the side of the road
Looking at the broken inside my soul
Moving forward while looking back never got me anywhere
But a cold December wind willtake me there
Seeking solace, seeking grace,
looking for that familiar face
Knowing the only place I’ll find it is long gone now
trying to make my peace though I don’t know how
So tonight I’m singin’ it slow, with the lights down low
Whisperin’ thanks and share the space
with the Ghosts of Yesterday
I hear your name softly on a whispering wind
Wanderin’ with a mem’ry of what might’ve been
Can’t go back, can’t get home – it’s a loosin’ fight I know
Oh those twisted lines of remembering and letting go
Seeking solace, seeking grace,
looking for that familiar face
Knowing the only place I’ll find it is long gone now
trying to make my peace though I don’t know how
So tonight I’m singin’ it slow, with the lights down low
Whisperin’ thanks and share the space
with the Ghosts of Yesterday
Oh I hear that old north wind
Calling me back again
Chorus
So tonight I’m singin’ it slow, lights down low
Whisperin’ thanks for sharing space
with the Ghosts of Yesterday