Take Us Back (alternate version)

Atop the crags and cliffs the air is thin So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill Meet me where the snowmelts flows It is there, my dear, where we'll begin again Skipping stones, braiding hair Last years antlers mark the trail Take us back, Oh! take us back, Oh! take us: Take us back! Take us back, Oh! take us back, Oh! take us: Take us back! I've a friend who lives out by the rivers mouth He knows the fiddle's cry is an old sound A lonesome bow, the creaks and moans of empty houses Are songs like falling rain Wind blown buildings, muddy ground The strength of water can sink a man Take us back, Oh! take us back, Oh! take us: Take us back! Take us back, Oh! take us back, Oh! take us: Take us back! When the higher hills have turned to blue And the waves are lapping where the children grew All that we have known will be an echo Of days when love was true Muted voices, just beyond The silent surface of what has gone