Northern Ground from Northern Ground by Zoe Eliza

Well, I was born in the North
you see
where smoke is cheap
and heather is free
and I do bring the storms
wherever I be.
Oh, I do bring the storms wherever I be

And when I roam,
these hills are calling
Like a prayer
The rain keeps falling
and when I've found myself, I'm further down
Still I mourn
Still I call
For this Northern Ground.
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground

Well, I made a home in steep hills
and rocky peaks
Colder rain
It bears no burden to me
oh darest you ask me to speak
Oh, darest you ask me to speak

And when I roam,
these hills are calling
Like a prayer
The rain keeps falling
and when I've found myself, I'm further down
Still I mourn
Still I call
For this Northern Ground.
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground

Well, I found fires in friendly faces
Homeward bound,
I found my place
Bleaker moors
They will always be home to me
They will always be home to me

And when I roam,
these hills are calling
Like a prayer
The rain keeps falling
and when I've found myself, I'm further down
Still I mourn
Still I call
For this Northern Ground.
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground

Still I mourn
Still I call
For this Northern Ground.
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground
For this Northern Ground

• Acoustic
• Folk
• folk rock
• singer-songwriter
• Glasgow