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River Of Time
A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Independance.

Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
keep it?

There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
have less.

Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
you loyal?
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !  
In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.

Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.

Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:

Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.

By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!

Choose your destiny.
Deep down in me you left your mark,
Even though I didn't want you to stay,
You sailed into my life and into my heart,
Now I've the price to pay.
I let you into my hidden world,
A distant sun beyond sight.
Where my pain is too hard to find,
And buried by the night.



Chorus:

And in my sleep I hear you calling
Beyond the tide into my mind.
And in my dreams I am sailing,
Set adrift on a river of time.
So now when the light is failing,
And the ocean runs into the sea,
I'm still drifting on that river,
Passing time for you and me.



2.We shared our souls upon the sea,
And fed the fishes with our tears,
Laughing at what might have been,
We hid our senses from our fears.