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Elmeg the Wise is a St. John’s Revival original.

2013

June 2, 2018

Lyrics

Still on the hilltop
An ancient rockaway (oh)
Come down off of your holding
Step to my loving arms once again

Well I stumbled upon the likes of an ageless man carved into a tree
I placed my hand on the bark and asked if I may walk the unseen
You see I have come here on my own
In search of an honest place to call my home

And on his breath red leaves they flew
Their branches shook the autumn through
The words were spoken silence still
He led me to the standing hill

And it was quiet in that moment steady pull
I heard a voice beneath the quill
Of every doubt that fills my head
In this moment they laid still

And on his breath red leaves they flew
Their branches shook the autumn through
No words were spoken silence, still
He led me to the standing hill

And it was quiet in that moment steady pull
I trusted the voice beneath the quill
Of every doubt that fills my head
In this moment they laid still

Keep my hands sewn on lord
I need them still
I’m not through
Keep my hands sewn on lord
I need them still
I’m not through


Unconfirmed lyrics via Tamara Sastow

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