Yorkshire... I'll not see beauty again as yours
No rolling hills or meadows green
Each gaze a pictorial scene
Yorkshire... I'll not find a home without
No welcome sure as a long lost son
My heart you undoubtably won
Yorkshire... I pray that I'll see you again
If only as ash blown from somebody's hand
I'll be home when returned to your land
Ian Duquemin
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- Watching From the Beach - Diane Scantlebury
- Suitcases - Richard Fleming
- Folk Law - Lyndon Queripel
- The Treehouse - Bryony de Lat
- Vestige - Ian Duquemin
- Keeper of the Flames - Katherine Svensson
- Tamerton Creek - Tony Bradley
- Temptation - John E Blaise
- Over - Trudie Shannon
- No Laughing Matter - Tony Bradley
- Dead Head (My Grain Or Yours) - Lyndon Queripel
- A Glasshouse - Peter Kenny
- The Missing Part Of Me - Ian Duquemin
- Harp - Diane Scantlebury
- Fragments Of You - Bryony de Lat
- Harvest (Cluster Bombs) - John Buchanan
- Refugee - Richard Fleming
- The Chain Ferry - Bryony de Lat
- Insomnia - Lyndon Queripel
- The Sark Folk Festival 2014 - James Willis
- Why? - Diane Scantlebury
- In Fear Of Me - Ian Duquemin
- Beyond - Shannon Shell
- The Companion - John Buchanan
- Repeatoire - Lyndon Queripel
- Somebody Missing - Bryony de Lat
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