Harris Tweed Beautiful Mystery
there goes my dream
it grew some wings
i won't try anymore
to cross this infinite sea
'cos it'll kill me
i'm just happy to float
in my little poem boat
enjoy the salty breeze
logic tried to find it's way onto your shore
salivating at the thought
of dropping it's anchor down
into your yet unconquered soil
but won't try anymore
there's so much more to explore
when you don't know what you're looking for
now i see that you're more
so much more than i bargained for
more to know, more to find
than my mind can colonise
now i see that you'll be
what you've been before the earth was born
you'll be what you are
a beautiful mystery
you'll be what you are
you'll be what you've been
you'll be, always be
a beautiful mystery
