I woke up on a gaelic morn

The kindred soul within reborn

Voices call as the high wind blow

Softly speak within me so

Voices call within your mind

Voices call from back in time.

Misty hills on a highland shore

Holdin8 mystery within their core

Of days gone when old men prayed

Where soldiers fought

..and children played.

Over the ages and over the sea

Back to a time in reality

History and music and poetry

Survive this timeless society

So I cry out to this land

Of ancient smiles

To the hearts and minds

The songs and rhymes

And all that made

The Lordship of the Isles.

So the feeling within me rise

From the humble start to the last demise

Children of Conn ye past remains

Within your hearts and within your veins.