Runrig - Recovery st Fret Intro: Watching the morning come in on the land See the moon roll over Skeabost See the young men late in the glen All with camans in hand Sea winds out on the wild Sea waves crash onto Uig See the black homes strung out in a line Cross the island of Skye I can't believe that it's taking all this time I can't believe my life and my destiny After the clans, after the clearings Here I am, recovering Should have been home before daylight It's not easy when you're down and hungry One from the late run, rolled up in a coat I make my way across the moor For a late summer in Eighty-Four But now there's a new day dawning I've heard the Braes men talk in Portree The news from Glendale And I can't believe that it's taking all this time I can't believe my life and my destiny After the clans, after the clearings Here I am, recovering Instrumental: