Talking With My Father

I'm talking with my father
 He's talking with his son
 And I don't need to look any further
 For the one I have become
 He says listen to that curlew
 That's a sound I love to hear
 It's a strange reflection that we look through
 Oh that finally finds us here
 In this place where life's heart thunders
 In this place where time holds still
 In this place of harmony and wonder
 And values not of gold fulfil
 I'm walking with my father
 Across these gentle Perthshire hills
 It's timeless mysteries that we gather
 To make the memories that we fill
 He says don't fix what is not broken
 No need to find what's not been lost
 It's a heavy gate we have to open
 And endless field we have to cross
 In this place where life's heart thunders
 In this place where time holds still
 In this place of harmony and wonder
 And values not of gold fulfil
 There will always be the brave one
 There'll be the one who turns away
 With all too many things left undone
 Oh and so much left to say
 I'm talking with my father
 He's talking with his son
 And I don't need to look any further
 For the one I have become
 In this place where life's heart thunders
 In this place where time holds still
 In this place of harmony and wonder
 And values not of gold fulfil
 In this place where life's heart thunders
 In this place where time holds still
 In this place of harmony and wonder
 And values not of gold fulfil