Fields of Heather Lyrics

Laying on the hillside
Scattered on the glens
The blissful fields of Heather
for which my soul still yearns
I am born of the soil this land that keeps me close
inside I feel the heartbeat of all that fell before.

Deep in thought I lay
Gazing at the sky
above fields of Heather
are eagles soaring high
A brazen land this is bold with bracken strong
Sorrow held within
And history told in song.

It's purple shimmer glistens among the green landscape bellow
As I gaze upon this plain and it fills my empty soul
Born we are as servants ignorant to the ways of old
Awoken by our need to feel something more than we are told.


I hold my hands to the sky as the rain begins to fall
it's here now I wander listening to the voices from before
here at the fields of heather my spirit is reborn
a cold chill is around us connected to the land