Marc Beckan - Land's End #folkmusic #leonardcohen #singersongwriter

Cornwall, the year I was twenty. The first time I saw the Milky Way. ───────────────────── I was twenty and we drove until the road gave up Until the map ran out of England and the cliffs began A friend, a thermos full of tea, a borrowed coat And the Atlantic threw itself at stone, again, again There was nothing left to say, so I said nothing at all I watched the waves climb up and fail and fall back to the sea There were letters in my pocket I had never sent And the wind took every word the year had asked of me And then the dark came down on Cornwall And the sky I thought I knew came open like a book And there was more above me than below me And I was quiet, and I looked, and I looked I had never seen the Milky Way before that night I had only ever seen the stars, the way you see a door But that night the door was open, and the house behind it lit And someone I would never meet had left a light on, too I was young and I was certain I would never die I was young and I was wrong, and that was good The friend went on to other countries, I to other rooms But the milk of all those galaxies still falls from time to time And then the dark came down on Cornwall And the sky I thought I knew came open like a book And there was more above me than below me And I was quiet, and I looked, and I looked I was twenty and we drove until the road gave up And the Atlantic threw itself at stone, again, again… ───────────────────── Marc Beckan Some recordings are produced with the help of AI tools. #folkmusic #singersongwriter #leonardcohen #nickdrake #cornwall