The Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud (BBC Live Session)

Sullen faced, the village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin
Before he goes to sleep
And the last thing on his mind
Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
'Neath the covered wooden shop
Folds the rope into its bag

Blows his pipe that smolders
Blankets smoke into the room
And the day will end for some

As the night begins for one

Staring through the message in his eyes
Lies a solitary sun
From the mountain called Freecloud
Where the eagle dare not fly
And the patience in his sigh
Gives no indication
For the townsmen to reason why
So the village dreadful yawns
Pronouncing gross diversion
As the label for the dog

Oh, it's the madness in his eyes
As he breaks the night to cry
It's really me
Really you and really me
It's so hard for us to really be
Really you and really me
You'll lose me though I'm always really free

And the mountain moved its eyes
To the world of realise
Where the snow had saved a place
For the wild eyed boy from Freecloud

And the village dreadful cried
As the rope began to rise
For the smile stayed on the face
Of the wild eyed boy from Freecloud

And the women once proud
Clutched the heart of the crowd
As the boulder smashed down
From the mountain's hand
And the magic in the stare
Of the wild eyed boy said
Stop Freecloud
You won't reach to cut me down
No, no, no

But the cottages fell
Like a playing card hell
And the tears on the face
Of the wise boy
Came tumbling down
To the trembling ground

And the mystical mystic of peace/love
Stumbled back to cry among the clouds
Kicking back the pebble
From the Freecloud mountain tribe