Roadways
Seaside Serenity: Steeleye Span's Poetic Journey Beyond Roads
Lyrics
One road leads to London, one road leads to Wales
There are different paths one can take; one goes to London, another to Wales.
My road leads me seawards, to the white dipping sails
The singer's path leads towards the sea, where white sailing ships are visible.
One road leads to the river, as it goes singing slow
One road leads to a river, moving leisurely.
My road leads to shipping, where the bronzed sailors go
The singer's path leads to where ships are, likely where sailors frequent.
Leads me, lures me, calls me, to the salt green tossing sea
The sea beckons the singer, attracting and inviting them with its saltwater waves.
A road without Earth's road dust, is the right road for me
The singer prefers a path devoid of the usual dirt found on Earth's roads, favoring the sea route.
A wet road heaving, shining, wild with seagulls' cries
The road the singer travels on is wet, teeming with life and marked by seagulls' cries.
A mad, salt sea-wind blowing, the salt spray in my eyes
A turbulent sea wind blows, stinging the singer's eyes with salty spray.
To add more miles to the tally, of grey miles left behind
The singer continues their journey, accumulating more distance away from the grey past.
In quest of that one beauty, I was put here to find...
The singer seeks a particular beauty or purpose that defines their existence.
Leads me, lures me, calls me, to the salt green tossing sea
Similar to earlier, the sea allures the singer, pulling them towards its green, churning waters.
A road without Earth's road dust, is the right road for me
The singer reaffirms their preference for a road that lacks the typical dust of Earth's paths.
My road calls me, lures me, west, east, south and north
The singer's road tempts them in all directions—west, east, south, and north.
Most roads lead men homewards, my road leads me forth
While most roads lead people home, the singer's path leads them forward, away from home.
Leads me, lures me, calls me, to the salt green tossing sea
The sea remains a compelling force, continuously drawing the singer to its tossing waves.
A road without Earth's road dust, is the right road for me...
The singer reiterates their preference for a road devoid of Earth's typical road dust.
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