A History, A Family
2015
Scotland
Well the Scottish air smells good today. Must've rained all night.
Winds are blow'n off the Irish Sea. Birds have dressed in white.
Standing here in awe. At everything we see.
Yea we've come back again. You're still here with me.
Well those souls out on the western island. They let freedom ring.
Cold rain pour'n down forever. August takes everything.
Like to make their whiskey. Come rain or shine.
Flow'n like a river. Till the end of time.
