And Also The Trees Shantell Lyrics

Shantell Lyrics

On the blue-green rising, falling tide
Breathing in the pebbles
Sighing
out the salt breeze
Chaff is blowing from the stubble fields
Leaving the
dried earth land it threads the gate
Tunnel hedges
Old man's
beard
Sticking to the wild plums
Old man's beard
And follows the
pot-holed tracks
That lead to Shaletown
The ox-man's soul forever turns
around
And ploughs the stubble field
Caught in the lonely mile
Between
the roads to Shaletown
He watches the chaff leave his dry brown eye
And
swing over rose-hip stile
To Shaletown
Under bronze-red sunset, cobweb
clouds
Dipping to the shadows
Dancing through the dead trees
Over
carts that struggle up the hills
Sticking into the sweat and blistered
hands
Nailed sacks flap
>From blackened walls
Flailing arms to
welcome
>From blackened walls
In to the groaning heart of
Shaletown
The ox-man turns and walks into the wind
Towards the ceaseless
sea
Ploughing the lonely mile
As chaff settles in Shaletown
The
machines they groan and the hammers they pound
As night falls on
Shaletown
The chaff settles in Shaletown