Voices
Sweet voices calling wild
Echoing around this child
Sweet Faith, I’ll be joining you
But when my story’s over
Do do
Small secrets in the wind
Blowing till the end begins
Oh my children stand by me
Till my story’s over
Do do
If I were you and you were me
Those voices they would cease to be
They won’t be free to torment me again
But in my bed again last night
Those voices spoke of wrong and right
They spoke of darkness and of light
They spoke of weakness and of might
They spoke of people in the snow
And distant places long ago
The spoke of fire and falling rain
Of health and wealth and death and pain
Na, na
Sweet voices calling wild
Echoing around this child
Sweet Faith, I’ll be joining you
When my story’s over
If I were you and you were me
Those voices they would cease to be
They won’t be free to torment me again
But in my bed again last night
Those voices spoke of wrong and right
They spoke of darkness and of light
They spoke of weakness and of might
They spoke of people in the snow
And distant places long ago
They spoke of fire and falling rain
Of health and wealth and death and pain
They spoke of people in the snow (la la la)
And distant places long ago
They spoke of fire and falling rain
Of health and wealth and death and pain
La la la (la la la)