We wake up to the sound
Of feet beneath the ancient ground
But we don't understand what's really going on
We wake up to the sound
Of the prairies roaring underground
But we don't understand what's really going wrong
Don't you say that your heart's in the mountains
It's right here in the dirt and the ashes
Don't you forget you'll be hangin around here awhile
Say a prayer
For my friends and everybody there
I used to think that we
Could believe in things and only things
That were fastened to the roots of this ancient floor
I used to believe
We could believe in anything
Now I cannot feel that way anymore
This town has turned me grey
And old and worn from wasted days
And soon it will be swallowed into the earth where it came
Say a prayer
For my friends and everybody there
there's something in the air
And i feel sick yeah i feel sick and i feel scared
But no one minds or cares
there's something in the air
And i feel sick yeah i feel sick and i feel scared
But no ones minds or cares
The legendary Richard Thompson's new solo album exemplifies his many musical paths, from pop and cabaret to jazz to traditional folk. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2024