The ship has sailed
Out to the high sea
Passed out to the west
Until at last rain falls
Fragarance fills the air
Singing touches the open sea
But now I know
I'm where I'm suppose to be
My dream has come
The curtain rolls back
Where the land becomes the sea
White shores and green country
Remains for me
You'll see
scotland forever
PS: If you know the literary inspo, youre a real one
for a new departure and a new arrival, be it a journey or an inner change or both
Quaint, picturesque. Loving this atmosphere, Andy!