When you go will you send back

A letter from America?

Take a look up the railtrack

From Miami to Canada

Broke off from my work the other day

I spent the evening thinking about

All the blood that flowed away

Across the ocean to the second chance

I wonder how it got on when it reached the promised land?



I've looked at the ocean

Tried hard to imagine

The way you felt the day you sailed

From Wester Ross to Nova Scotia

We should have held you

We should have told you

But you know our sense of timing

We always wait too long

lochaber no more

Sutherland no more

Lewis no more

Skye no more...... etc

I wonder my blood

Will you ever return

To help us kick the life back

To a dying mutual friend

Do we not love her?

Do we not say we love her?

Do we have to roam the world

To prove how much it hurts?

Bathgate no more

Linwood no more

Methil no more

Irvine no more.