Burnt Highlands

(hmmmmm) The heather burns across the scree

Cold mist is rolling from the sea

My boots are heavy,

path is long And all I have is this old song

I hear the hills call out my name (ahhhh)

When the cold wind breaks the bone

I will walk these heights alone

No shelter in the glen to find

Only shadow left behind (ohhh

yeah) There is a weight upon this land

Left by a cold forgotten hand

The stone remembers every scar

Underneath the northern star

When the cold wind breaks the bone

I will walk these heights alone

No shelter in the glen to find

Only shadow left behind

I've carried years upon my back,

Left pieces scattered down the track,

But every mile and every stone Reminds me why I still

walk on.

If these old mountains know my name,

They've watched me lose,

they've watched me change,

And when my final daylight's gone,

These Highland winds

will carry on.

Only shadow left behind... (hmmmmm)