Manafon

There's a man down in the valley Who doesn't speak in his own tongue He bears a grudge againt the English The tune to which his songs are sung There's a man down in the valley Who is moving back in time It's a physical ascension You can watch him as he climbs The farmer's wives are at their windwos They've seen him wind his way for hours They tell the kids to lower their voices And pretend that they are out There's a man down in the valley Trying to stop time in its tracks His boots lie heavy on the grasses But it keeps on pushing back And his wife, she was a painter But now she stains the altar black He's out bird watching on the islands And she wishes he'd come back There's a man down in the valley And he dreams of moving west Of battles raged against the furies That might see him at his best There's a man down in the valley Don't know his right foot from his left Don't know his right foot from his left