Talking With My Father

I'm talking with my father
He's talking with his son
And I don't need to look any further
For the one I have become

He says listen to that curlew
That's a sound I love to hear
It's a strange reflection that we look through
Oh that finally finds us here

In this place where life's heart thunders
In this place where time holds still
In this place of harmony and wonder
And values not of gold fulfil

I'm walking with my father
Across these gentle Perthshire hills
It's timeless mysteries that we gather
To make the memories that we fill

He says don't fix what is not broken
No need to find what's not been lost
It's a heavy gate we have to open
And endless field we have to cross

In this place where life's heart thunders
In this place where time holds still
In this place of harmony and wonder
And values not of gold fulfil

There will always be the brave one
There'll be the one who turns away
With all too many things left undone
Oh and so much left to say

I'm talking with my father
He's talking with his son
And I don't need to look any further
For the one I have become

In this place where life's heart thunders
In this place where time holds still
In this place of harmony and wonder
And values not of gold fulfil

In this place where life's heart thunders
In this place where time holds still
In this place of harmony and wonder
And values not of gold fulfil