The Road Under The Sky

The Road Under The Sky

- Lucy Hinton, 1993 (a simple ballad from ways back, written in north England late at night in a freezing attic in with a billowing carpet)

There’s a dusty road under the sky

That goes from here to nowhere

Noone knows where it ends

Noone seems to care

Lost souls, hopes and dreams

Lie in the brick red dust

Swept along by the occasional truck

Memories age and rust

There’s a man on the road

With a smile he hides inside

And he walks along with his bags

Until he hitches a ride

One day he met a girl

They slept on the roadside that night

Kissed their fantasy alive

And parted at the morning light

That dusty road led to nowhere

Man he walked the infinity of his dream

He learned about what matters

But had noone to share what he’d seen

He realised his freedom was empty

And that his travelling could never really end

Until he’d found a home in someone

He could call his friend

He searched for the girl he had met

With the stars glistening in her eyes

And at night he sung his silent song

To the expanse of the darkened skies

He wandered over fields and hills

Calling out her name

His voice returned as echoes

But with it noone came

One sunny morning he walked to the east

And got to a little place

Where bravely he took his hope to the people

And described her shining face

The people said they’d seen her

But then they looked away

Their silent eyes somehow said

What words could never say

An old woman stepped forward

Trying to be kind

“Your girl’s not alive any more my dear,

but she’s left her child behind”

The air was heavy and cold

As the people explained how she died

And then for the first time in 15 years

The man sat down and cried

He grew angry at himself

Clenching his fists, his eyes burning wild

He drew a knife from its sheath

But then he remembered the child

He took the baby girl in his arms

And the colour of tenderness spread

He felt warmth return to his heart

As he held her tiny head

The child was a colour in a pool of white

A rock in infinite space

He was fulfilled now he cared for another

The hiding smile had found his face

He stood as they buried the girl he had loved

Sorrow filled the air

And the villagers could not unlock

The mystery behind his stare

The winds carried him home that night

Through his tears he kept asking why

And then he knew as he lay looking up at the stars

And heard her laughter from the sky

The child grew up on the road

Under the stars and their gentle glow

For in the music of the night

They’d scatter what they know

There’s a dusty road in the wilderness

That goes from here to nowhere

Noone knows where it ends

Noone seems to care

Lost souls, hopes and dreams

Lie in the brick red dust

Swept along by the occasional truck

Memories age and rust