From the recording Hidden People

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Roberts/Lakeman
Mark Chadwick - Vocals
Sam Lakeman - Piano
Seth Lakeman - Violin
Ben Nicholls - Bass
Iain Goodall - Drums

Lyrics

You are standing at my window and I call to you.
Remember what you said to me, you promised you were mine.
You are standing in the doorway and I call to you.
You said that you would follow me wherever I desired .

Father can't you hear him , he's come to take me home.
Down into the depths of hell where surely he belongs.
Father won't you help me, be my saving grace.
He has ridden half the night to take me to my grave.

If I said that I'd go with you it was but in jest,
you were just to pass the time I never loved you best.
I have never laid a flower on your granite stone.
You are damned for evermore to wander on your own.

You are standing here in my room and I reach for you.
I have braved the pale moonlight to take you to my home.
You are standing at my bedside and I reach for you.
Very soon the sun will rise and with you I must come

I am lying here beside you can you feel my bones ?
You will feel the chill black earth before the morning comes.
I am holding you tight to me you cannot go free .
You must ride upon my horse and spend eternity with me.