| Song | Stepping Stones |
| Artist | Dougie MacLean |
| Album | With Strings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| So much time has gone since we worked out in these open fields | |
| With the hope of generations pulled around us and a strength revealed | |
| And so much has been done since we ran around the Snaigow wood | |
| Never knowing where our gentle lights might lead us | |
| Or if indeed they could. | |
| And we do not stand alone | |
| I know we stand with all the others | |
| Out in the deep unknown | |
| I know we stand upon their stepping stones | |
| Sure and simple souls guarded round us as we worldly grew | |
| With nothing greater than what working days might show them they gave us all they knew | |
| And though their dreams were small O their true and rural hearts were strong | |
| And with an honest smile that burns from somewhere distant | |
| They helped us all along | |
| And in these silent hours when reflection lays our journey down | |
| And we think on all departed conversations | |
| It’s such an earthy sound | |
| So much time has gone since we worked out in these open fields | |
| With the hope of generations pulled around us and a strength revealed |
| So much time has gone since we worked out in these open fields | |
| With the hope of generations pulled around us and a strength revealed | |
| And so much has been done since we ran around the Snaigow wood | |
| Never knowing where our gentle lights might lead us | |
| Or if indeed they could. | |
| And we do not stand alone | |
| I know we stand with all the others | |
| Out in the deep unknown | |
| I know we stand upon their stepping stones | |
| Sure and simple souls guarded round us as we worldly grew | |
| With nothing greater than what working days might show them they gave us all they knew | |
| And though their dreams were small O their true and rural hearts were strong | |
| And with an honest smile that burns from somewhere distant | |
| They helped us all along | |
| And in these silent hours when reflection lays our journey down | |
| And we think on all departed conversations | |
| It' s such an earthy sound | |
| So much time has gone since we worked out in these open fields | |
| With the hope of generations pulled around us and a strength revealed |
| So much time has gone since we worked out in these open fields | |
| With the hope of generations pulled around us and a strength revealed | |
| And so much has been done since we ran around the Snaigow wood | |
| Never knowing where our gentle lights might lead us | |
| Or if indeed they could. | |
| And we do not stand alone | |
| I know we stand with all the others | |
| Out in the deep unknown | |
| I know we stand upon their stepping stones | |
| Sure and simple souls guarded round us as we worldly grew | |
| With nothing greater than what working days might show them they gave us all they knew | |
| And though their dreams were small O their true and rural hearts were strong | |
| And with an honest smile that burns from somewhere distant | |
| They helped us all along | |
| And in these silent hours when reflection lays our journey down | |
| And we think on all departed conversations | |
| It' s such an earthy sound | |
| So much time has gone since we worked out in these open fields | |
| With the hope of generations pulled around us and a strength revealed |