Video The Scull Of Lucia de Alan Weatherhead 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Alan Weatherhead - The Scull Of Lucia Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don't hold my hand
Across the sand
Never had no father
Showed me to water
For you to drink

[Verse 2]
Like that old thing
Some are born
To sweet the light
And some are born
To endless night

[Chorus]
The skull, the old skull of Lucia
With me, she will never see ya
In the days or in the light

[Verse 3]
Like stars being born
Or time being torn
It could have all ended
Right then and there
And be ghosts in the morn
[Verse 4]
The sea I wade
And tried to fade
Spat me aground
Got found undrowned
And so I stayed

[Chorus 2]
Dry but slightly torn and frayed
The crown around her head it played
And it spun made from the sun