The forgotten place

"The forgotten place" is a song that describes a mysterious island with a strange guitar that the narrator seems to instantly know how to play.

Lyrics

Somewhere round here is the forgotten place
Virtually unspoilt by the human race
The plants and animals we tend to displace
Thrive here
Thrive here

A message in a bottle found here long ago
Told of an island blanketed in snow
Far to the north where the going's slow
And calm
And calm

It's a long way home from here
You're not gonna win this race
It's a long way home from here
From the forgotten place

Memories forged here in the forgotten place
Persist through time and aren't easy to erase
Triggering a reminiscence of a taste
Or sound
Or sound

I found a sanctuary with its door ajar
Everything seemed strangely familiar
Instinctively, I picked up some strange guitar
And played
And played

It's a long way home from here
You're not gonna win this race
It's a long way home from here
From the forgotten place

It's a long way home from here
You're not gonna win this race
It's a long way home from here
From the forgotten place

It's a long way home from here
You're not gonna win this race
It's a long way home from here
From the forgotten place

Versions

• Appears on Vignettes.

Personnel

• Written, produced and performed by Daniel Bailey-Graham.