Lyrics - Nine Standards
As I climbed up from the Vale of Eden,
In the morning light to the watershed,
I scarcely felt the restless wind,
That blew the hair upon my head...
Nine Standards in the gathering wind,
Nine soldiers, sentinels in stone,
Point the road that I must go,
Look back to places past and gone...
As I climbed up from the Vale of Eden,
The sky was clear and the sun did shine,
I followed a stream to the gritstone cap,
And the cairns upon the standards nine...
Nine Standards in the gathering wind,
Nine soldiers, sentinels in stone,
Point the road that I must go,
Look back to places past and gone...