Listen to the track:
đ” Knighton Morning
[Verse 1]
Hear that blackbird, up before me,
Trilling out news from the old oak tree.
Mist on the field, boots in the dew,
Nothing too grand just honest and true.
[Chorus]
This is Knighton, this is home,
Hedgerows humming and space to roam.
No rush, no fuss, no city sound
Just birds and breeze and solid ground.
[Verse 2]
Crows on the wire, cows half-asleep,
Sun pokes over the barn so steep.
Kettle’s on, the day begins,
With wagtails dartin’ and skylarks’ hymns.
[Chorus]
This is Knighton, this is home,
Hedgerows humming and space to roam.
No rush, no fuss, no city sound
Just birds and breeze and solid ground.
[Outro]
So take a breath, let it stay,
Knighton’s song will light your day.