Eastfield

[Verse 1]
T'was the third of November in '79
When I crossed Bowden Moor in a flurry of snow
And the heater blew warm in the old transit truck
And the fuel gauge leaned over on low
Away to the southwest the winter rolled in
A swirl of white flakes caught the pale evening glow
And the pinpoint of light from the farm on the hill
Flickered bright through the trees and the snow

[Verse 2]
There's many's the pillow where I've lain my head
From a bunk on a ship to my coat on the ground
And there's many the door that I've closed at my back
From a shack to the best place in town
But there's a feeling you get when you're heading for home
Be it ten thousand miles or a trip to the town
And it came to me then as the winter sun set
And the curtain of twilight came down

[Chorus]
The more that you win then the more there's for losing
The more that you love then the more you've to fear
And I changed down to third as I climbed to the farm
Trying to silence that voice in my ear

[Verse 3]
T'was the fifteenth of March, '83 was the year
On the West Midland motorway spattered with rain
In a beat-up old Volkswagen bound for north
When I next heard that voice once again
I remembered the hopes that has been in my heart
When I crossed Bowden Moor back in '79
And the years in between that had ripped me apart
And the lightning that struck down the pine

[Verse 4]
I numbered each fence-post from roadside to burn
And counted the rocks in each grey drystone wall
And I numbered the golden-coiled flowers on the whins
And I counted the autumn leaves fall
I looked to the Northerly Eildon Hills crest
And south to the crags of the Rubislaw crown
And I heard the black rooks flying in from the west
As the farm in my dreams tumbled down

[Chorus]
The more that you lose then the more there's for gaining
The less that you ask for the more you don't mind
Any road that you travel's a long lonely way
When you know you've left nothing behind

[Verse 5]
I came down from a grandmother bound to the land
On a West Island croft on the Vatersay shore
And was named for a grandfather wed to the see
And now I must wander once more
And there isn't a trade where I won't try my hand
There's never a hill I'm not ready to climb
And there isn't a grief that I don't understand
As I empty the fullness of time

[Verse 6]
And still when the Autumn's glow silvers to frost
And the sweet scent of wood smoke is sharp in the air
I remember the loves and the hopes that were lost
And a part of me wants to be there
So now when I cross Bowden Moor in the snow
And the light beckons me, there's a game that I play
I pretend to the crossroads that it's homeward I go
Then I turn to the east and away

[Chorus]
The more that you win then the more there's for losing
The longer you love then the more you've to fear
And the more of the choice then the more of the choosing
And the voice that will ring in your ear