Tim Patterson - Stoodley Pike
Black as the crowBlue as the winds that blow
Hard as the ancient stone that lies beneath your Moorland throne
High on a hill
In a changing world where time stands still
The eagles cry echoes through the darkened sky
And I hear the ravens song above the town
The thunder roars and the rain comes crashing
From Erringdon moor to Gaddings shore
From Stoodley glen to the valley floor
From Orchan rocks to Whirlaw Hill
I still remember you
White is the snow
Bright as the stars that glow
Night time falls
And sweeps across those millstone walls
The pike on the hill
In a changing world where time stands still
The swallow flies
Across the sunlit morning skies
Written by:
Tim Patterson
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