Skipinnish // Eagle's Wing [Official Video]

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Lyrics
Eagle’s Wing

I have travelled far this Globe of beauty
Through time and tide of centuries and still the world I roam
But I always feel the pull of Caledonia
And the Eagle’s wing will always guide me home.
I’m a soldier old, I gave my youth for others.
I’m a sailor on the cruel wave and brave the raging foam.
I’m a nurse upon the bloody fields of Flanders.
I am all flowers of Scotland. Guide me home.

Chorus
Guide me home on the Golden Eagle’s wing
And I will sing as high above we soar.
Guide me home where the Golden eagles fly
And I will die with Caledonian Soul.

From the Carolinas, I can see the Cuillins.
I healed the world from London but for fields of Ayrshire dream.
From a Pittsburgh Steel mill, I still feel Dumfermline.
From the Belfast cranes, I long for Pittenweem.
On the world stage, I crave the streets of Glasgow.
A humble star of ancient game but Oban’s in my bones.
I’m a dying bard on far Pacific Island;
May the glow of Skerryvore now guide me home.

I’m the sons and daughters all of Caledonia,
Of generations long gone by and a thousand still to go.
I am all who left and all who stayed forever
And all who came and made our land their own.

We’ll see the rolling farmland of the borders.
The Castle stands in silhouette on Edinburgh sky;
The mighty Clyde, the rugged Island mountains,
Highland streams of moving dreams gone by.
Above our mortal burdens, feel the freedom.
High we soar with golden hope for all we see below.
May forgiveness, faith and love grace all horizons-
The tide will turn to guide our journey home.