Skyward Bound from Northern Ground by Zoe Eliza

I wasted hours in moments,
not sure why I did
Spent my time regretting
my wrongdoings
and now my time is wasted
And they ask what happened
What happened to him

And I could have told you
That he'll never be found
when the hell rise up
from the depths of the ground
skyward bound
still we heard not a sound

Well,
I called him to answer
he made no reply
uncertain to call out
with tooth or with eye
And as the winter drew
he became the air.

And I could have told you
That he'll never be found
when the hell rise up
from the depths of the ground
skyward bound
still we heard not a sound

And you raced to the corners
Of the thickest peatlands
and I still could have told you
You herald the darkness in
And you ask it to hold you

And I could have told you
That he'll never be found
when the hell rise up
from the depths of the ground
skyward bound
still we heard not a sound

• Acoustic
• Folk
• folk rock
• singer-songwriter
• Glasgow