Song | On the Mountain |
Artist | Angels of Light |
Album | The Angels of Light Sing Other People |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Let the wind wear away | |
Words cut into stone | |
Let it clear what remains | |
Let it scatter their bones | |
Let there be you | |
Walking a line on the plain | |
Let it be you | |
Getting up again and again | |
There you contain | |
All that you have replaced | |
Without judgment or fear | |
With no intention left to waste | |
Just let it be you | |
Through the strength and pain of rejoice | |
Just let it be you | |
Tracking the years down through your voice | |
Deep and loud | |
Clear and true | |
Let it be you | |
And your lover she cried | |
To see you there on the farm | |
Spinning again, defeated | |
Still abused and still a boy | |
But I’m annoyed and ashamed | |
At the sound of your tenor voice | |
Winding through you from someplace else | |
Some place where you never had a single choice | |
So let it be you | |
That comes through this town with a sword | |
Let it be you | |
That levels the rich and lies down with the poor | |
Let it be you | |
That draws a clear line back through time | |
Let it be you | |
Who when beaten will always rise | |
Let it be you | |
Who will comfort us that need | |
It is just you | |
That is remembered and known by me | |
With love, goodbye | |
If a man could never die | |
Then let it be you |
Let the wind wear away | |
Words cut into stone | |
Let it clear what remains | |
Let it scatter their bones | |
Let there be you | |
Walking a line on the plain | |
Let it be you | |
Getting up again and again | |
There you contain | |
All that you have replaced | |
Without judgment or fear | |
With no intention left to waste | |
Just let it be you | |
Through the strength and pain of rejoice | |
Just let it be you | |
Tracking the years down through your voice | |
Deep and loud | |
Clear and true | |
Let it be you | |
And your lover she cried | |
To see you there on the farm | |
Spinning again, defeated | |
Still abused and still a boy | |
But I' m annoyed and ashamed | |
At the sound of your tenor voice | |
Winding through you from someplace else | |
Some place where you never had a single choice | |
So let it be you | |
That comes through this town with a sword | |
Let it be you | |
That levels the rich and lies down with the poor | |
Let it be you | |
That draws a clear line back through time | |
Let it be you | |
Who when beaten will always rise | |
Let it be you | |
Who will comfort us that need | |
It is just you | |
That is remembered and known by me | |
With love, goodbye | |
If a man could never die | |
Then let it be you |
Let the wind wear away | |
Words cut into stone | |
Let it clear what remains | |
Let it scatter their bones | |
Let there be you | |
Walking a line on the plain | |
Let it be you | |
Getting up again and again | |
There you contain | |
All that you have replaced | |
Without judgment or fear | |
With no intention left to waste | |
Just let it be you | |
Through the strength and pain of rejoice | |
Just let it be you | |
Tracking the years down through your voice | |
Deep and loud | |
Clear and true | |
Let it be you | |
And your lover she cried | |
To see you there on the farm | |
Spinning again, defeated | |
Still abused and still a boy | |
But I' m annoyed and ashamed | |
At the sound of your tenor voice | |
Winding through you from someplace else | |
Some place where you never had a single choice | |
So let it be you | |
That comes through this town with a sword | |
Let it be you | |
That levels the rich and lies down with the poor | |
Let it be you | |
That draws a clear line back through time | |
Let it be you | |
Who when beaten will always rise | |
Let it be you | |
Who will comfort us that need | |
It is just you | |
That is remembered and known by me | |
With love, goodbye | |
If a man could never die | |
Then let it be you |