Andy Poole - Keeper Of Abbeys lyrics

Keeper of abbeys His name was carved in the grey stone It was the angel of the north Reaching for a last Remnant of the light; It catches the high stones He came down from the moors He'd seen much better days He set himself to the rain Keeper of abbeys His name was carved in the grey stone It was the angel of the north Reaching for the light Rising like the cooling towers Of the edgelands Weathered like the stone Long ago he set himself to the rain Keeper of abbeys His name was carved in the grey stone It was the angel of the north In his eyes The embers of love Fading and failing If you look close If you look hard You can see the traces He has become the stones; Weathered to fall Reaching for the last Dying ray of light In a valley in the north Where a river runs its course (he had wanted to travel...)