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Northern Cross Lyrics
I've gone running from the devil
At times I've beaten down his path
I've seen the flight of the dove
And I've stumbled my way back.
Miles and miles of interstate,
nights not meant to last
I can take this road all the way to Tulsa,
but I cannot stop my yearning for you.
They say a simple life's the best,
but you would never know,
the way we complicate this world,
lion's king, the lamb lies low.
All I wanted was your love,
the taste of your sweet kiss.
That river may flow deep and wide,
but it cannot stop my longing for this
So meet me on Red Mountain,
lace of laurel, bed of moss,
where the wind's forever
howling beneath that Northern Cross.
When that final deal goes down,
I'll gladly pay the cost,
if my soul could be
a station high upon that northern cross.
Then I would have a bird's eye view,
I'd watch you night and day.
In casting off my mortal self,
maybe all this yearning will go away.
Oh, meet me on Red Mountain,
lace of laurel, bed of moss,
where the wind's forever
howling beneath that Northern Cross.
Old memories have faded
nearly all of them are lost,
except for your face shining
beneath that Northern Cross.
At times I've beaten down his path
I've seen the flight of the dove
And I've stumbled my way back.
Miles and miles of interstate,
nights not meant to last
I can take this road all the way to Tulsa,
but I cannot stop my yearning for you.
They say a simple life's the best,
but you would never know,
the way we complicate this world,
lion's king, the lamb lies low.
All I wanted was your love,
the taste of your sweet kiss.
That river may flow deep and wide,
but it cannot stop my longing for this
lace of laurel, bed of moss,
where the wind's forever
howling beneath that Northern Cross.
I'll gladly pay the cost,
if my soul could be
a station high upon that northern cross.
Then I would have a bird's eye view,
I'd watch you night and day.
In casting off my mortal self,
maybe all this yearning will go away.
lace of laurel, bed of moss,
where the wind's forever
howling beneath that Northern Cross.
nearly all of them are lost,
except for your face shining
beneath that Northern Cross.
Song Info
Submitted by
vampedvixen On Nov 07, 2004
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It's a song of longing and separation. Thinking about old memories in the wild underneath the Northern Cross which is a cluster of 5 bright stars forming a cross in the constellation Cygnus. This song was written originally by housewife from Pittsburgh, Leslie Smith.
Dar Williams about this song: "We came up with the arrangement for this while we were looking after Richard’s eleven-month-old son Martin, dangling our car keys and feeding him cappedpens. We didn’t pick up the guitar much because it proved to be a magnet for little hands and feet. It was then that we learned how lovely and stark Leslie’ssong sounded a capella."
i think she sang this with 'cry, cry, cry'