The light is on me all time is here im going down to clachnan to stem the rush of years Big sky above me Powerline overhead I get lifted up enraptured I keep falling at your feet Im looking over colourfields Past the white sands And our human years And its all waiting here Breaking the seed
Its coming againGathering the windReturning to claim a harvest Im lifted where i stand On the never-ending land Im coming to sense of home
wind through the barley your early dream A rising choir of birdsong your fields of summer green Its all passing over Ive no complains Were just a row of unlit candles Waiting the gate of saints Im living on the borderline Between the moment And the shining miles The far streching stones All the lines of the sown
Its coming againGathering the windReturning to claim a harvest
Im lifted where i stand On the neverending land Im coming to sense of home
The light of ancient shine On your ordinary lives We joyed went to the lines of harvest
So open up the land Open up the sand Returning again in Clachan
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