exile

artwork by phil burns

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exile

a man abroad
far far from home
missing those whom he once loved
when will he think
to come again
back to those that he still dreams of

does sunshine reach
deep deep inside
does it brighten those dark corners
does Scotland’s mist
not call him home
make him long to be among us

the cold raindrops
can warm a soul
the sun can leave one all a-shiver
if that rain is where
a heart still lies
then the sun will warm it never

a man abroad
far far from home
missing her whom he still loves
when will he think
to come again
back to the girl that he still dreams of

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