Under the Heather Sky

Misty morning on the emerald land

Heather blooms beneath my open hand

Rolling hills cradle voices of the past

Carried on winds too wild to ever last

Whispered secrets in the dew

Old stones speak to me and you

Under the heather sky we wander free

Tales untold drift on the sea

Settle your heart by the ancient pine

Lay your sorrow next to mine

Let the wild wind make it fine

Soft as the wool from the hillside sheep

Stories linger where the shadows creep

Echoes of laughter in the evening light

Dance with the will-o'-the-wisp till it's night

Whispered secrets in the dew

Old stones speak to me and you

Under the heather sky we wander free

Tales untold drift on the sea

Settle your heart by the ancient pine

Lay your sorrow next to mine

Let the wild wind make it fine

Moon on the loch, a silver tune

Promises wrapped in a silent rune

Hold my hand through the moorland’s hush

Feel the world slow, feel the hush

Under the heather sky we wander free

Tales untold drift on the sea

Settle your heart by the ancient pine

Lay your sorrow next to mine

Let the wild wind make it fineLet the wild wind make it fine

Under this heather sky of mine