Turning Backs Lyrics by Vashti Bunyan
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Indifference is the hardest blow
It is the wind and icy snow
That falls on green shoots as they grow
And win to will the springs to slow

Indifference is the coldest hand
It is the wave that clears the sand
Of castles built by baby hands
Before the gulls come in to land

Indifference is the hardest ground
It is the stony silent sound
Of plainsong echoing unfound
Until their voices have left town
Indifference is the hardest blow   It is the wind and icy snow   That falls on green shoots as they grow   And win to will the springs to slow      Indifference is the coldest hand   It is the wave that clears the sand   Of castles built by baby hands   Before the gulls come in to land      Indifference is the hardest ground   It is the stony silent sound   Of plainsong echoing unfound   Until their voices have left town