The Highland folk are fey
they've always been that way
though we with sheep
may fall asleep
forever and a day.
Forever's gone
A day has passed
And we with wonder wake
The house was raised, the sheep have grazed
(it really takes the cake)
And yet and yet
and yet and yet..
the Land breathed in and out
through sidewalk cracks and concrete slabs
through walls of crumbling grout
we're nationalized and categorized
and formalized to boot
yet nothing ever jeopardized
the Highland's deepest root
In jeopardy we play the game
in jeopardy we dare
and outcomes all depend upon
how deeply we all care
How deeply we can all step in
how brightly we show up
to dance to laugh to dream to drink
this overflowing cup
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This Highland thread now being en-livened...
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