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Black as the crow
Blue as the winds that blow 
Hard as the ancient stone that lies beneath your Moorland throne 

High on a hill 
In a changing world where time stands still
The eagles cry echoes through the darkened sky

And I hear the ravens song above the town
The thunder roars and the rain comes crashing
From Erringdon moor to Gaddings shore
From Stoodley glen to the valley floor
From Orchan rocks to Whirlaw Hill 
I still remember you 

White is the snow
Bright as the stars that glow 
Night time falls
And sweeps across those millstone walls

The pike on the hill
In a changing world where time stands still
The swallow flies
Across the sunlit morning skies