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Footprints around the world
Your beauty in the blue Stepping down the Glory Road Let's go dancing for survival To the lyric of your youth Stepping down the Glory Road The way you sing will shine out Illuminate the way you grow Eisd ri eubh do mhian Eisd ri eubh do mhian Capture your heart it's breaking To celebrate your giving Gracenotes on every heartstring The beauty in the pure Eisd ri eubh do mhian Eisd ri eubh do mhian So resurrect the bards Liberate the word inspired Stepping down the Glory Road You know that joy like great art Should take you to the skies The dark side of the soul You've never known you never will Eisd ri eubh do mhian Eisd ri eubh do mhian Stepping down the glory road Eisd ri eubh do mhian Eisd ri eubh Eisd ri eubh Eisd ri eubh do mhian Stepping down the glory road Eisd ri eubh do mhian Stepping down the glory road |
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Air sgiath a' seoladh nan neoil
'S an domhain liath Mar dhealbh a' tighinn beo tro na sgothan 'S mi a' tilleadh gu tir Alba nam beanntan ard Nan acraichean lom Thairis air na lochan mointich Nan coilltean 's nan gleann Ach 'se sealladh leointe is gann Tha an seo aig ceann thall an linn Talamh alainn nan daoine Fhathast an lamhan duine no dithis Cuibhlean stolda mu dheas Na fasaichean a tuath An taigh-mor falamh an Dun-Eideann Gun chumhachd gun ghuth *Sibhse chuir achadh ri achadh Taigh ri taigh Gus nach bi ait anns an tir An gabh sibh comhnaidh air leth Ach 's math dhomh bhith seo an drasd A cur failt air a' bhlas 'San tir a tha cho ur dhomh an diugh Is a bha i nuair bha mi 'nam phaisd *Bho Isaiah 5-8 Scotland This flight is sailing through the clouds And the blue heavens The homeland appears like a developing photograph Through the mists as I return to land I see Scotland of the high mountains And the empty acres Flying low across the moorland lochs The forests and the glens But it's a wounding and a hollow sight Here as we reach the end of the century The beautiful soil of the people Still in the hands of the few I see the wheels of industry at a standstill And the northern lands wasted And the empty house in Edinburgh Without authority or voice You that have laid field upon field House upon house Till there be nowhere for you to be placed alone In the midst of all the earth But it is good for me to be here now As I welcome the warmth In this land that's as exciting for me today As it was the day I was born |
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Like shadows on the wall
you come and you go through the streets and the rain that falls down on our sin no more good-byes forever this way whenever the greatest flame in the world starts burning this is our life, and our time and nothing, is ever going to break us now we're on our own always in your eyes a waking of souls we gaze out on the road that brought us up to this place the signposts never change we'll go where they lead whenever the day to break us comes we'll not give in this is our life, and our time and nothing, is ever going to break us now we're on our own live the day when the flame is strong live the day when the flame is strong come the day when love is gone take it over, take it over this is our life, and our time and nothing, is ever going to break us now we're on our own this is our place, in our lives and no one can ever change this moment or pull this mountain to the ground this is our life, this is our time and no one can ever change this moment |
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Here hangs an open landscape
A wild and huge frontier From a harsh and a barren wasteland Through the grave to the promised field You came, you trapped, you charted You laid the railraods and the schemes And you tamed this land by enterprise And by the power of your dreams From the olden coasts of Ireland From the Hebridean shores With the forgotten chosen ones Running from Europe in droves There's a town in Manitoba They say the windows touch the sky But across the brine the shipyards close In this garden flowers die Still the homelands divide us Like your blood red brothers of the plains But where they grieve a candle still burns A prayer from a flicker to a flame But you made this Clan great And you made this nation bloom And you rose With your people through the new world Like a rocket to the moon |
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Chaneil an t-adhar os cionn
Lunnainn a nochd soileir no dorch. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. Gun sgial air coinneal mor latha no reultan na h-oidhche. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. An sea s'am baile gun chadal gun fhois is gun saorsa. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. Casan a' gluasad an abhainn an tuil. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. Na cuibhlichean's cabhaig a tionndaidh gun sgur. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. Cus ag adhradh beairteas air altair an tshaoghail. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. Cach gun dochas gun dachaidh air sraidean gun ghaol. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. Leis gach dath s'gach creideamh gach cainnt as gach cearn. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh. Gach ceist is gach freagairt sios an abhainn gu cuan. Fada bho abhainn an t-sluaigh |
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The red hot sun burns up the hill
The winter's bride, the summer's king I tramp these acres and I feel Once upon a time Then it seemed that everything You saw and touched and felt was real You turned the tap and you turned the wheel Breathing free Now you search the open evening sky Trace the memory in your eyes For the prophet's hard rain and the deluge Lie in tears around your door Once there were trees and livestock here A mother's love, the warnings clear But you chose to turn away from fear Breathing free Now there's a faceless cross on a distant hill A wasted voice, a silent scream Where the lovers love and the dreamers dream You stand and dream alone You took your sacrifice to the gods of war Traded your children's lives for a mess of gold And you beat your ploughshares into swords Breathing free Once in a lifetime You live and love Once in a lifetime You die Once in a lifetime The sun goes down Protect and survive |
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Across the street the river runs
Down in the gutter life is slipping away Let me still exist in another place Running under cover of a helicopter blade The flames are getting higher in effigy Burning down the bridges of my memory Love may still be alive somewhere someway Where they're downing only deer A hundred steel towns away Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum With the words 'I love you' rolling off my tongue No never will I roam for I know my place is home Where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sailing Photographs and kerosene light up my darkness Light it up, light it up I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans Running down the alley I've got my eyes all over you baby Oh baby Chorus Oh I've got lightning in my veins Shifting like the handle of a slot machine Love may still exist in another place I'm just holding back the handle No expression on my face Chorus x 3 |
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With the eyes of a child the
wonder of it all. I used to search the stars at night and I felt so safe and small. Sweet sounds from a Merseytown and my nursery God. I wanted to ride with Yuri Gagarin as he circled all around my world. Lying under the covers. Radio on. Settle down with Caroline as she sailed all summer long. Sweetheart of the Rodeo. Mining Hearts of Gold. I think it was somewhere post Rubber Soul. There was the first caress. There were the Labour years. There was the man that walked the moon something I never really believed. The Di Stefano twists the Charlton goals. Now I'm still here with the eyes of a child the wonder never grows old. Hearthammer. The wonder never grows old |
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Comhla rium
A tha thu an drasd Mo shuilean duinte, mo chuimhne dan Nam sheasamh a' coimhead Gach cnoc is gach traigh Is an siol a dh'fhag thu ann a 'fas Tha an garradh lan Le craobhan treun Le meas a' fas dhuinn ann ri bhuain Ubhlan abaich Milis geur Ach tha aon ubhal nach ruig sinn idir air Is co 'nar measg A mhaireas la Seachad air am is air oidhche fhein A liuthad uair A shreap mi suas Airson an ubhal as airde chur gu beul Seididh gaoth is dearrsaidh grian Tro mheas nan craobhan lin gu lin Ach thig an la is thig an t-am Airson an ubhal as airde Air a' chraobh a bhuain The Highest Apple At present All you were is with me My eyes closed, my memory confident Standing here watching Each hill and shoreline With the seed you left Still growing The garden is well stocked With mighty trees With fruit growing for the whole world Ripe, sweet And bitter apples And the one apple That is beyond reach Who amongst us Can exist a single day Beyond our own time and our own limits Countless and futile Are times I've climbed To reach and taste The forbidden fruit The winds will blow And the sun will shine From generation to generation Through the trees of the garden But the day and the hour Will surely come To take the highest apple From the knowledge tree |
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When all the world is quiet and still
And doubts run deep as the ocean Through troubled years and broken dreams To the place where all silence has spoken So wonderful, too wonderful So wonderful, too wonderful Immeasurable, invisible The moment golden before me I will walk with you through the beautiful gate My hands and heart wide open So wonderful, too wonderful So wonderful, too wonderful |
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For the roll of the wind
As we sail across the water The roll of the sea As we're taken through the night The dimming lamp of day Leaves the crimson foam and spray Across the face of the mighty Atlantic In this cradle we found love In our lifetimes we were broken By the spirit we were turned Here we touched the hope divine And in the rapture and the charm Came the tranquil and the calm On the rage of the mighty Atlantic Deepest grave, supreme deceiver Brave new worlds and cursed emotion Let your people go, bring me a saviour White doves rise above the ocean For the brightness of the lights As they stretch across the water The excitement of the night As we're carried through the seas There's a welcome lies in store The strongest arms I've ever known In the homes of the mighty Atlantic For the roll it is gentle As the waves, they guide you over Full new moon across the stern flag Our different worlds in constant motion For the roll of the wind As we sail across the waters The roll of the sea As we're taken through the night I'm coming home it's late And you know I just can't wait For the shores of the mighty Atlantic For the shores of the mighty Atlantic For the shores of the mighty Atlantic |
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Sunburst. The morning moar. The
light of God. The heart of youth. I look around me. My eyes find their rest on this garden the flower of the west. Sunrise. The colour frontier. The ageing light. The sight that knows no fear. I look over Orinsay to the Trumisgarry shore. To Aloter. And the road to Ahmore. The silent skies. An innocent heart Holding the moment away from time in the dark. All I see. All I know. Is touching the sacred earth warming the hallowed ground. I survive the childhood universe and I step the naked heath where the breathing of the vanished lies in acres round my feet past Loch Scadavagh Loch Fada and the flatlands to the east where the dark blue mass of Eval meets the rising Rock of Lee. Between the Crogary and Mairi I started to descend Loch Aongais on my left hand side I look across to Clett. Collies barking on the outrun Dunlin dancing on the sand. Breakers show round Corran Vallique and empty the Atlantic on the strand |
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You ask me to believe in magic
Expect me to commit suicide of the heart And you ask me to play this game without question Raising the stakes on this shotgun roulette But you came to me like the ways of children Simple as breathing, easy as air Now the years hold no fears, like the wind they pass over Loved, forgiven, washed, saved Every river I try to cross Every hill I try to climb Every ocean I try to swim Every road I try to find All the ways of my life I'd rather be with you There's no way Without you |
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Ochd deug seisreach
Air raontainn Aird a' Mhorrain Na fir a' treabhadh An la a thainig na Sleitich Dubh dath na fala A dhoirt 'na tuil gu talamh Saighead claidheamh Tro chairdeas corp an Udail Siol Ghoraidh Mac Ruairidh Clann Raghnaill Clann Dhomhaill Linn gu linn Ainm gu ainm Air an sgiath seo dh 'Uibhist 'S mi beo an drasd Clann mo theaghlaich Clann mo theaghlaich fhein |
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There's thunder clouds
Round the hometown bay As I walk out In the rain Through the sepia showers And the photoflood days I caught a fleeting glimpse Of life And though the water's Black as night The colours of Scotland Leave you young inside There's a vision Coming soon Through the faith That cleans your wound Hearts of olden glory Will be renewed Down the lens Where the headlands stand I feel a healing Through this land A cross for a people Like wind through your hands There must be a place Under the sun Where hearts of olden glory Grow young |
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How can't you see
The wilderness growing free Time wounded and scarred Stroking away the years It's hard to believe But memories are old ghosts Mountains of black and gold Sunsets falling over the moor Oh take me there! 'S na horo eile, horo bho 'S na horo bho, hillean o 'S na horo eille ho Take me there! You take your dream You make life what you feel Appearances lead to deceive This drama so far from me Destiny On facts aching wings Wild geese fly low over your shores Hearts sailing over the trees Oh take me there! 'S na horo eile, horo bho 'S na horo bho, hillean o 'S na horo eille ho Take me there! Chi mi'n t-eilean uaine Tir nam beanntann arda Ceo a'tuiteam tron a'ghleann Na shineadh air do raointeann |
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By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond Where me and my true love spent many happy days On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. T'was there that we parted in yon shady glen On the steep sides of Ben Lomond Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view And the moon glints out in the gloaming. You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road And I'll be in Scotland afore ye Where me and my true love will never meet again On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. Where wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing On the steep steep side of Ben Lomond But the broken heart it kens nae second spring Though resigned we may be while we're greetin'. You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road And I'll be in Scotland afore ye Where me and my true love will never meet again On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road And I'll be in Scotland afore ye Where me and my true love will never meet again On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. On the bonnie bonnie banks |
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