Winter Song is an old tale of the healing powers of Winter, especially on those days when it doesn't kill you.
Inspired by starry nights in the deep snow, by the long shadows and the sun riding low in the horizon, by the warmth of a fire and the…
Winter Song is an old tale of the healing powers of Winter, especially on those days when it doesn't kill you.
Inspired by starry nights in the deep snow, by the long shadows and the sun riding low in the horizon, by the warmth of a fire and the quiet hibernation in the hills. Filmed at Silent Lake.
Vitality is a 20 song album of original music from Ontario singer-songwriter and film maker Steve Welch. Featured in the Bruce Trail and Avon Trail series' it's about the struggle and desire to reclaim our vital life.
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Winter Song - lyrics
I look outside – it’s where I want to be
It’s cold outside – there’s no one but me
Fresh fallen snow – up to my knees
Covers the land like a blanket
The weight is bearing down heavy on me this morning
My body’s stiff it pulls me down
But I keep on moving
Another day of sacrifice to a world
Heading for self destruction
Wears me down
Transformation
Lamentation
I’m not holding the world together
And I fall down, and am taken
Today the world has invited me in
I was raised in one and now I see ten
Around the rock the cedar bends
Watching the city expand and then what
Lift me from this twisted version
Imposed on me from before day one
All work – no fun
Squeezing me dry and baking my bones in the sun
Shadows are getting longer
And a cold wind hits my face
I’m dreaming of the comfort of a warm familiar space
Out pops the first star and I’m put back into place
Just me out here on the land – feeling fine
Transformation
Lamentation
I’m not holding the world together
And I fall down, and am taken
Today the world has invited me in
I was raised in one and now I see ten
Around the rock the cedar bends
Watching me jump from a boy to a man
Lift me up from this empty vision
Imposed on me from before day one
All work – no fun
Squeezing me dry and baking my bones in the sun
