[Verse 1] The winds that swept the heathered knoll Across the wild and open moor Like guardians of forgotten skies The trees and tors stood still and wise They kept their deeper truths untold In weathered faces, stern and old [Verse 2] The ancient roots keep watch below As storm clouds gather, dark and slow With patient strength through frost and rain The old tree holds its ground again Through every season, year by year It stands as long as skies are here [Chorus] No walls are raised, no gates are found A quiet peace lies on this ground Where ancient spirits wander free And weary souls may simply be The hill keeps what the years restore Its living, ancient lore [Bridge] The wind moves on; the branches bend The moor keeps faith from end to end No hand can claim, no voice command The silence held in heatherland [Final Chorus] No walls are raised, no gates are found A quiet peace lies on this ground Where ancient spirits wander free And weary souls may simply be The hill keeps what the years restore As it has done forevermore [Outro] As it has done forevermore
