The Land (MacLean Dougie)

He says it goes with the land and we can do nothing more And no-one cans see what is wrong and is right It goes with the land and it’s broken and sore And it bleeds from inside and is tired of this long endless flight CHORUS But they never will learn It never will break up and burn It’s holding it close until we make our return And it flows in the burns they’re diluted and stale They fall weary down hillsides and cry for relief It flows in the burns and they’re cloudy and pale And the once foaming waters run tepid in sheer disbelief CHORUS It could have been healthy and strong It could have been laughter and light But the hope of a people holds on Shining and bright And it blows with the wind and it hangs in the breeze And it cuts through the trees like the slash of a blade It blows with the wind you can smell the disease And it rolls across mountains destroying the patterns we’ve made CHORUS