On days like this I wish to find a tor upon the open plain,
and let the wind whip My hair into thick ropes as I scramble
against the gale that is scouring and drifting the moor.
On days like this I wish to find a tor upon the open plain,
and let the wind whip My hair into thick ropes as I scramble
against the gale that is scouring and drifting the moor.