Steve McDonald Lordship Of The Isles
I woke up on a gaelic morn The kindred soul within reborn Voices call as the high wind blow Softly speak within me so Voices call within your mind Voices call from back in time. Misty hills on a highland shore Holdin8 mystery within their core Of days gone when old men prayed Where soldiers fought ..and children played. Over the ages and over the sea Back to a time in reality History and music and poetry Survive this timeless society So I cry out to this land Of ancient smiles To the hearts and minds The songs and rhymes And all that made The Lordship of the Isles. So the feeling within me rise From the humble start to the last demise Children of Conn ye past remains Within your hearts and within your veins.
