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

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  • scotland forever

  • PS: If you know the literary inspo, youre a real one

  • Quaint, picturesque.

    Loving this atmosphere, Andy!

  • for a new departure and a new arrival, be it a journey or an inner change or both

    • Departure and arrival one and the same