Recorded by: Leafblade
Written by: Sean Jude
- Beeston

Lyrics

Beeston

soft the castle calls
to a heart inside its walls
and there she breaks her flame
over meadows old in name

hawthorn smiles and rowan climbs away
grey swifts wheel the dusk at end of day

blessed her ancient groves
where sweet the wild rose roves
through the thorny still
to the sunset hill

her bright crown claims the sunset beams afar
where once a king had cast his dreams afar

unbroken flow the songs of old as one
her treasures sleep in earthly cold as one

open heart and open mind
saw above in guilded flight
a majesty still breathes here
sworn to rule as long as night
graces hill and silent veils
with loving deeds and mighty tales

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