Skyclad

An apple in the eye of the storm that's coming
When winds of change sweep 'cross the land
These old grey men have braved the weather
Watched kingdoms fall while they still stand.
Walk with me down moonlit ley-lines
Farther than the eye can see
Where each breath lasts a thousand lifetimes
That is where I long to be.
Down at Ring Stone Round (together)
Down at Ring Stone Round
Down at Ring Stone Round (together)