Mull Historical Society - All Empty Rooms Must Be Mourned Lyrics

Into that forgotten world
I go to where all
Empty rooms must be mourned

And in a field in a field at sunset
Abandoned house no ghosts linger
The winds' they have gnawed the marrow
And its back is broken
From its underpinning

Into that forgotten world
I go to where all
Empty rooms must be mourned

They gnawed the door
They gnawed the door of the house
Raking their girth along the walls
Coaxing the house further to the dead
Gold ocean of our sunset
Gold ocean of our sunsets
The animals at the edge

And in and in and in
Into that forgotten world
I go to where all
Empty rooms must be mourned

What once was lawn, what once was lawn
Is only pasture, is only pasture
My uncle's cows, my uncle's cows
Eyes' floating, eyes' floating
And in their skulls, in their skulls
Primal wisdom, primal wisdom
Of the dead, of the dead
From the living/dead
We learn

Into that forgotten world
I go to where all
Empty rooms must be mourned

There I'll roam
Where I'll roam

And in