Sean Rowe, Isobel Campbell - The Ballad of Buttermilk Falls lyrics
[Sean Rowe, Isobel Campbell - The Ballad of Buttermilk Falls lyrics]
The willow, still she cries that lonely song
It's been so long and the stars are the same
Stars with the same truth
And in that river's secret, still shivering
The reckoning
That came like thunder on September 1st
Four of them go blind with confidence
It was in their prints
Running like the ground was made of fire
Who could know the terrible deliverance?
The consequence
Was hidden under the water's diamond eyes
Three of them are still
Waiting for a sign, they drop the line
Filling with a horrible numb
The moment whipped against the rocks
It was deafening and threatening
To grow them up forever
Are you Daniel?
Your signature on the breeze?
Your memory has watched me
But am I a fool to think
You would wait in this place
The willow takes it's place
And it gives her arm, her strongest arm
To the hold the rope that
Was never meant to kill
Oh, the current ate him
Like a serpent vanishing, vanishing
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will
It's been so long and the stars are the same
Stars with the same truth
And in that river's secret, still shivering
The reckoning
That came like thunder on September 1st
Four of them go blind with confidence
It was in their prints
Running like the ground was made of fire
Who could know the terrible deliverance?
The consequence
Was hidden under the water's diamond eyes
Three of them are still
Waiting for a sign, they drop the line
Filling with a horrible numb
The moment whipped against the rocks
It was deafening and threatening
To grow them up forever
Are you Daniel?
Your signature on the breeze?
Your memory has watched me
But am I a fool to think
You would wait in this place
The willow takes it's place
And it gives her arm, her strongest arm
To the hold the rope that
Was never meant to kill
Oh, the current ate him
Like a serpent vanishing, vanishing
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will