Hearts of Olden Glory

There's thunder clouds Round the hometown bay As I walk out In the rain Through the sepia showers And the photoflood days I caught a fleeting glimpse Of life And though the water's Black as night The colours of Scotland Leave you young inside There must be a place Under the sun Where hearts of olden glory Grow young There's a vision Coming soon Through the faith That cleans your wound Hearts of olden glory Will be renewed Down the glens Where the headlands stand I feel a healing Through this land A cross for a people Like wind through your hands There must be a place Under the sun Where hearts of olden glory Grow young