Empty Glens

Looking out on all that's been On all that is and all that's beyond time I close my eyes in isolation Here's where the word was sown All that's grown and all that's passed like ghosts Through the child to highland generations Science breaking down the door And all the hoardes go rushing through for more All the thrills of the world, and all her idols Here the water washed us clean A deeper peace for all our keenest sins Washed in these clear, clear crystal fountains Now we walk in empty glens Rushes blowing in the wind A voice that's calling you again To come back home Where have they gone, where have they gone Gone to illusion everyone In the darkest heart, the pride of man Will walk alone --- Empty Glens - Runrig and Paul Mounsey