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Grimspound is a late bronze age/early iron age settlement on Dartmoor. The roundhouses can be seen within the compound. I was having a real problem with writers block - I had loads of tunes, but no lyrics. So one day I took myself and my guitar off to Dartmoor, sat in the largest roundhouse, communed with the Spirit of Place, and this song was the result. I would thoroughly recommend visiting the site, it is breathtakingly awesome.


(Damh the Bard)

Deep in the wildland,
Stones placed by a cold hand,
A tribe of the heartland,
A world far away.
The forest surrounds them,
And Spirits have found them,
They drink from the fountain,
On the noon of the day.

The wind and the rain,
They still whistper its name,
And the name that they whisper,

I hear voices singing,
And fires they are burning,
The young they are learning,
From the Elders of the Tribe,
The brands they are lifted,
The names they are gifted,
And the initiated,
Are welcomed inside.

The trees they have fallen,
Ravens' lamentation,
The ghosts they still wander,
Within these fallen walls,
I feel your eyes on me,
Your spirit will still be,
Here for all to see,
Through the circles of time


from The Hills they are Hollow, released July 1, 2003


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Damh the Bard – is a modern-day Bard whose spirituality and love of folk tradition is expressed through his music, storytelling and poetry. Drawing on the Bardic tradition, his performances are both entertaining and educational, speaking directly to the heart, and never without a good splash of humour. ... more

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