作曲 : Dougie MacLean
作词 : Dougie MacLean
  Great halls wide with the ages and filled with the treasures of time
 High walls more than the strongest of hearts should believe they could climb
 
 We all stand here broken and torn
 We long to get back to what’s real
 Back to the open fields
 Back to the rolling hills
 Back to the running burn
 I don’t know anything greater than you
 
 High talk carefully chosen to distance and hold well away
 Thin words more than the gentlest of hearts can honestly say
 
 It turns inside itself never ever to be understood
 Great days held for the few who don’t care and don’t think they should