Eastbridge Lyrics

What can I do when it hurt’s so bad

That feeling deep inside, that longing to go back,

Back with my friends, deep in my country

With the familiar starry sky

Pretty Road with her hedges flowing

Each side of the lane and her woods showing

There’s more to her than just beauty and peace

like as first meets the eye

Down to Eastbridge the lonely road leads

Over the river and up through the trees

Gold are the lanes and purple the fields that ripple into view.

The eyes in the woods are staring you down

The stag on the hill takes the higher ground

The heathland refreshed by a gentle breeze

falls into the endless sea

Oh back in my country is where i love to be

Oh back in my country is where i dream to be

Oh back in my country is where i love to be

Oh back in my country is where i dream to be

Smiling old Sax stuck back in time

You’re a slow moving drunk but that’s why you shine

You’ll always be there hate to change until someone moves you on

Church on the hill, cool and friendly

Shops in the high Street with people that know me

Trees everywhere, fields all around

Cloaked by a setting sun

Oh back in my country is where i love to be

Oh back in my country is where i dream to be

Oh back in my country is where i love to be

Oh back in my country is where i dream to be

Beautiful land, ragged and torn

Befriending the sea, enduring her storms,

Nature is rough, but you always survive

’til man turns the balance around.

Concrete thorns thrust in your side

Filled with poison they drain your life,

But what do they care for they’ve promised more to come

to stand for eternity

Oh look away, it can’t be true

Why did they have to make it

Have to break it here with you?

I want it gone, take them away!

Only you can make it,

you can heal the wounds we make today….

Time speeds on, I sometimes think back

to the years we talked and walked on those tracks

Years that bring change upon change, turning much into memory

Echoes of voices dance in the breeze,

Flickers of sunlight eclipsed by the trees

It will always be a place of beauty and peace

The gift of (a) sanctuary

I’m pressing on, I’m breaking free,

This is where you used to walk, you used to talk to me,

I’m moving on, I’m coming through

This is where I start to laugh, I start to come alive with You,

it’s where I love to be

it’s where I dream to be

it’s where I love to be

it’s where I dream to be

The gift of Sanctuary, the gift of Sanctuary