the wind blew from the fenland 'cross the big November sky
wind chimes sang uncertainly all the camp was quiet
I look hard to the horizon maybe soon they would come
with their suits and their papers to move my people on
I saw a skylark rising from an empty field
another home we could have made another home we have to leave
I'm tired of their permissions to use what should be free
tired of heavy voices telling me what I should be
if I fall bury me standing if I fall won't you bury me deep?
I will not fade I will not sleep
the leaves of life are driven ever since this world began
and the leaves of life have blown me round more than any woman can
what I can't bear to remember is what I can't bear to forget
the road goes on forever our time's not over yet
if I fall bury me standing if I fall won't you bury me deep?
I will not fade I will not sleep
