From the recording Celticana
Lyrics
10 – Glen Deskry
Upon the hills, across the pines
Where the river runs through the glen
At the banks of the Deskry there I’ll go
As the sun sets over Morven
Casting shadows in the fields
Enough remains to sow your seeds and grow
You carried the earth away
Dug it out of the mountain
Laid roots sown deep into this sacred land
With all that you had to give
You gave it everything
Don’t listen to those who will never understand
And your soul can’t let you leave what you’ve held
What you built with your own hands, even though you had to sell
There are some things we create we’ll never see
But if we feel them they are real
In the strath of the Don
There’s a house reaching for the sky
Gives redemption to those who come its way
But you can’t find what you need
Where others have lost themselves
Carry on, you’ll find your own way
And your soul can’t let you leave what you’ve held
What you built with your own hands, even though you had to sell
There are some things we create we’ll never see
But if we feel them they are real
There’s a long and winding road
That’ll carry you through the distance
Takes you back to where you need to be
Give it time and give it space
Give it anything it needs
But don’t give up on the vision that you have seen
And your soul can’t let you leave what you’ve held
What you built with your own hands, even though you had to sell
There are some things we create we’ll never see
But if we feel them they are real
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