Hearts of Olden Glory

There's thunder clouds round the hometown bay
As I walk out in the rain
Through the sepia showers
And the photoflood days

I caught a fleeting glimpse of life
And though the water's black as night
The colours of Scotland
Leave you young inside

There must be a place
Under the sun
Where hearts of olden glory
Grow young

There's a vision coming soon
through the faith that cleans your wound
Hearts of olden glory
Will be renewed

Down the glens where the headlands stand
I feel a healing trough this land
A cross for a people
Like wind through your hands

C. Macdonald / R. Macdonald