Watching the morning come in on the land See the moon roll over Skeabost See the young men late in the glen All with camans in hand. Sea winds out on the wild Sea waves crash onto Uig See the black homes strung out in a line Cross the island of Skye. I can't believe That it's taking all this time, I can't believe My life and my destiny After the clans, after the clearings, Here I am Recovering. Should have been home before daylight, It's not easy when you're down and hungry One from the late run rolled up in a coat I make my way across the moor. For a late summer in '84 But now there's a new day dawning I've heard the Braes men talk in Portree The news from Glendale. And I can't believe That it's taking all this time I can't believe My life and my destiny After the clans, after the clearings Here I am Recovering. Still the morning comes in on the land See the new sun red and rising See the corn turn ripe in the fields See the growth in the glen. And MacPherson's in Kilmuir tonight What a night for a people rising And oh God not before time There's justice in our lives.
Watching the morning come in on the land See the moon roll over Skeabost See the young men late in the glen All with camans in hand. Sea winds out on the wild Sea waves crash onto Uig See the black homes strung out in a line Cross the island of Skye. I can't believe That it's taking all this time, I can't believe My life and my destiny After the clans, after the clearings, Here I am Recovering. Should have been home before daylight, It's not easy when you're down and hungry One from the late run rolled up in a coat I make my way across the moor. For a late summer in '84 But now there's a new day dawning I've heard the Braes men talk in Portree The news from Glendale. And I can't believe That it's taking all this time I can't believe My life and my destiny After the clans, after the clearings Here I am Recovering. Still the morning comes in on the land See the new sun red and rising See the corn turn ripe in the fields See the growth in the glen. And MacPherson's in Kilmuir tonight What a night for a people rising And oh God not before time There's justice in our lives.
