For the moment I’ve forgotten why I left my loves embrace,
To ride a cursed’ ship, cross a cursed’ sea, to find this wretched place.
The lust I had for battle has been quenched with blood my own,
And the bitter taste of powder as I lie here all alone.
But my mind sees grass a blowin’ nigh a gentle bubblin’ stream.
I see your long dress a flowin’ and your eyes a sparkling green.
If I reach my hand out far enough I swear I’ll touch your face,
Let your love warm me, take me, somewhere far from this dread place.
They told us of the glory, of the fine things we would do.
They gave me a long musket and a dry biscuit or two.
Then they set us against hundreds, and our hearts froze up with fear,
Courage comes to nothin’, when it drowns in blood and tears.
But my mind sees grass a blowin’ nigh a gentle bubblin’ stream.
I see your long dress a flowin’ and your eyes a sparkling green.
If I reach my hand out far enough I swear I’ll touch your face,
Let your love warm me, take me, somewhere far from this dread place.
The night has long since fallen and I can’t seem to decide,
If the wind is growing colder, or it’s only fear inside.
Seems the clouds are getting deeper for the stars I cannot see.
Stead a vision, hills a rollin’ and a lovely emerald sheen.
Now I see grass a blowin’ nigh a gentle bubblin’ stream.
I see your long dress a flowin’ and your eyes a sparkling green.
If I reach my hand out far enough I swear I’ll touch your face,
Let your love warm me, take me, back to home, the sacred place.
Now I will walk beside you though my steps you cannot see,
The pipes they ring out ore’ the hills, play ‘em loud for me.
Though I travel where you cannot go I’m never far away,
From the soft fall of the water and the sun at end of day.
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