Still Water - Trevor Hall

Aho, Aho, Aho, Aho

Aho, Aho, Aho

Aho, Aho, Aho

Can a knife cut through your still water?

Aho, Aho, Aho

In the mountain hides a sweet daughter

Aho, Aho, Aho

Like a bird I fly through the ages

Aho, Aho, Aho

And this is how I turn back my pages

Everything under, the rain and the thunder they pull

Melodies open, the bird it has spoken in full

Down on the river, the boat man delivered the name

And now I repeat it to swallow the secret untamed

Aho, Aho, Aho

Can a knife cut through your still water?

Aho, Aho, Aho

In the mountain hides a sweet daughter

Aho, Aho, Aho

Like a bird I fly through the ages

Aho, Aho, Aho

And this is how I turn back my pages

Turn it back, turn it back

Back when the sweet moon song never lacked

Back when the land was filled with warriors

Sweet euphoria, that was a fact

Back when I never ever counted those leaves on the trees

We jumped those seas

Back when the fable was strong

All night long

Back when the love was the key, you see

Well the boat man gave me a name

Now I repeat it, constantly feed it

I need it, all wise men seek it

In my heart I keep it

Now that the earth is turning real fast

I hold on strong just to make it all last

This storm, it soon shall pass

Give thanks and praise at last

The house of song is ash

Birbal whispers from my past

Tell them all the bird is leaving it’s cage

Heard that word from a great great sage

On a different page

I don’t speak hollow

These words are full, come follow

And if you seek tomorrow

The rains will wash your sorrow

Bless…