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LandsongRobert Russell Composer

3:30

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The world is loud with wires and speed,

A rush of steel, a digital creed;

But in my soul, a quiet ache,

For older paths I cannot take.

I dream of keeps on verdant hills,

Of flowing streams and turning mills;

Not concrete gray and endless noise,

But simple life and simpler joys.

To walk in mail, a shining knight,

And fight for honour, truth, and right;

To hear the minstrel's gentle lay,

At close of a long, honest day.

The stars above the castle wall,

The quiet chapel's solemn call;

A time of faith, though life was hard,

Where virtue stood a truer guard.

No screens to blind, no pace to chase,

Just human touch in time and space;

I yearn for realms of "long ago",

A homesick soul, I feel it so.

Though centuries divide the land,

My heart is from that distant strand;

A ghost in time, I linger here,

And wish the age of chivalry were near.