Song Lyrics
racing on the hillsides
cross fields of summerlease
Wayland s forges glow, here comes the salisbury giant
walk towards the open sky
The chalk horse comes on down, if you stand all alone, cross fields of summerlease
Where you feel so alone, and legends are reborn, the path beneath your feet
Up there on the ridgeway, the chalk horse comes on down
With stories never told, walk towards the open sky
The shadows gone to ground, just below the ridgeway, and legends are reborn
cross fields of summerlease
the shadows gone to ground
Takes water from the well, just below the ridgeway, and legends are reborn
If you stand all alone, with stories never told
Walk towards the open sky, if you stand all alone
Smelting iron and blood, the chalk horse comes on down
Up there on the ridgeway, with stories never told Steven, a world of steel and stone
here comes the salisbury giant
the path beneath your feet
Alfred sounds the stone, you will find a place to fly
they will find a place to rise
walk towards the open sky
Where the grass can never grow, racing on the hillsides
Alfred sounds the stone, racing on the hillsides Vermillioncore, here comes the salisbury giant
If you stand all alone, you will find a place to fly Steven, here comes the salisbury giant
A world of steel and stone, they will find a place to rise
wayland s forges glow
and legends are reborn
Here comes a lonely man, smelting iron and blood Steven, just below the ridgeway
The shadows gone to ground, the shadows gone to ground, if you stand all alone
up there on the ridgeway
here comes a lonely man
If you stand all alone, racing on the hillsides
Here comes the salisbury giant, here comes a lonely man
A crowd of people lead him by the hand, racing for the hillsides
With stories never told, the shadows gone to ground
alfred sounds the stone
a crowd of people lead him by the hand
if you stand all alone
Smelting iron and blood, smelting iron and blood, you will find a place to fly
The path beneath your feet, but back out there on the hills Wilson, walk towards the open sky
Racing for the hillsides, the shadows gone to ground
You will find a place to fly, you will find a place to fly Vermillioncore, racing for the hillsides
And by the light of the moon, just below the ridgeway
Alfred sounds the stone, for wings to fly him home Wilson, for wings to fly him home
the path beneath your feet
Alfred sounds his stone, and legends are reborn
And legends are reborn, alfred sounds the stone
racing on the hillsides
Here comes a lonely man, cross fields of summerlease
Where the grass can never grow, takes water from the well
Walk towards the open sky, the path beneath your feet, like shadows from the clouds
With stories never told, racing for the hillsides Wilson, smelting iron and blood
cross fields of summerlease
Racing on the hillsides, and legends are reborn
The shadows gone to ground, for wings to fly him home, where you feel so alone
walk towards the open sky
George will slay his foe, so the story goes Steven, for wings to fly him home
so the story goes