Three Standing Stones

The dark clouds over the valley
Keep the scars of the past
Filled with sadness and grief
There by the seaside
So proud and alone

Are the three standing stones
Side by side on their own?

The three standing stones
That remind me to see

Stories that used to be
Stories that used to be

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh

Stories that used to be
Stories that used to be