The Afton - Eddi Reader

The dam on our doorstep

Frozen over, undiscovered

Covered nature’s sculptures fine

And the man-made beauty shines

For the first time in life

I behold the Afton’s might

And the waterworks don’t blight

Nor the railings mar this sight

To see the joy in the mundane

Feel the life force in the plain

Is that not the why you came?

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving…

To the Afton

Still you’re leaving…

To the Afton

Still you’re leaving…

To the Afton

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving, all the same

For the first time in life

I behold the Afton’s might

And the waterworks don’t blight

Nor the railings mar this sight

To see the joy in the mundane

Feel the life force in the plain

Is that not the why you came?

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving…

To the Afton

Still you’re leaving…

To the Afton

Still you’re leaving…

To the Afton

Still you’re leaving…

Still you’re leaving

All the same