Piers Faccini - That Cry lyrics

That cry was a bellowing cry Up came the sails and down went the sigh That cry was a deafening cry A note unbroken by the lay or lie Out to the east and out to the west Cried out more until they cried out less That cry was a bellowing cry That sound was an ocean of sound A liquid salt over water and ground That sound was a tide of sound The washed up mud on a burial mound Out to the north and out to the south Words are like pearls from a gilded mouth That sound was an ocean of sound So raise up your voice and shout Shout til the crying is out Raise up your voice and shout Shout til the devil is out People cry and people sing These are the words we tell These are the words we bring That shout was the flame of a shout The burnt up ashes in the dust of a drought That shout was a fireball shout The blackened trace from the battle and rout Out to the east and out to the west Cried out more until they cried out less That shout was the flame of a shout That wail was a piercing wail The cold dry snap of descending hail That wail was the peak of a wail The very last step on an endless trail Out to the north and out to the south Words are like pearls from a gilded mouth That wail was a piercing wail So raise up your voice and shout Shout til the crying is out Raise up your voice and shout Shout til the devil is out People cry and people sing These are the words we tell These are the words we bring