[00:13.00]you’ll find me sitting at this table with my friend fin and my friend john
[00:25.40]my friend murdaney tells us stories of things long gone, long gone
[00:36.22]and we may take a glass together, the whisky makes it all so clear
[00:48.70]it fires our dulled imaginations
[00:53.00]and i feel so near, so near
[00:57.98]i feel so near to the howling of the wind
[01:03.54]feel so near to the crashing of the waves
[01:09.65]feel so near to the flowers in the field
[01:15.95]feel so near
[01:20.63]
[01:24.47]the old man looks out to the island he says this place is endless thin
[01:36.96]there’s no real distance here to mention we might all fall in, all fall in
[01:47.90]no distance to the spirits of the living, no distance to the spirits of the dead
[02:00.42]and as he turned his eyes were shining
[02:05.23]and he proudly said, proudly said
[02:09.72]i feel so near to the howling of the wind
[02:15.29]feel so near to the crashing of the waves
[02:21.45]feel so near to the flowers in the field
[02:27.79]feel so near
[03:00.99]so we build our tower constructions there to mark our place in time
[03:13.50]we justify our great destructions as on we climb, on we climb
[03:24.20]now the journey doesn’t seem to matter, the destination’s faded out
[03:37.35]and gathering out along the headland
[03:41.60]i hear the children shout, children shout
[03:46.66]i feel so near to the howling of the wind
[03:52.28]feel so near to the crashing of the waves
[03:58.57]feel so near to the flowers in the field
[04:04.83]feel so near
[04:12.00]i feel so near to the howling of the wind
[04:17.20]feel so near to the crashing of the waves
[04:23.75]feel so near to the flowers in the field
[04:30.40]i feel so near to the howling of the wind
[04:36.32]feel so near to the crashing of the waves
[04:42.58]feel so near to the flowers in the field
[04:48.85]feel so near