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The Old Ways by Loreena McKennitt
The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
     The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.
   
 On a dark new year's night
     On the west coast of Clare
     I hear your voice singing
     Your eyes danced the song
     Your hands played the tune
     T'was a vision before me.
   
 We left the music behind and the dance carried on
     As we stole away to the seashore
     We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
  With sadness you paused.
  
 Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go
     Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so
     Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
  And I wondered why.
  
 As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea
     A vision came o'er me
     Of thundering hooves and beating wings
  In clouds above.
  
 As you turned to go I heard you call my name.
     You were like a bird in a cage, spreading its
     Wings to fly
     "The old ways are lost" you sang as you flew
  And I wondered why.
  
 The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
     The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.
     The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
     The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.
     The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
     The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.