
[Verse 1] Mist on the glen, a peat-smoke thread, heather like embers, softly spread. A cello hums against my chest, the morning looms in wool and west. Stone after stone keeps quiet time, and pipes lean light across the climb- the hill takes breath, the moor takes tone, and suddenly the world is home. [Pre-Chorus] Name the hills and let them keep; songs are vows we choose to speak. [Chorus] Heart of the glen, sing me home, pipes and cello braid one tone. Where the wind writes on the rye, we lift our cups and answer sky. Heart of the glen, carry me- I’m dancing into melody; fire and rain and clover foam- heart of the glen, sing me home. [Verse 2] River runs bright, the salmon turns, bracken holds stories, moss still burns. Boot after boot in friendly line, the road tastes salt and barley wine. A laugh goes up, the kettle sighs, the skyline blushes, evening dries- and every path we ever knew comes back in gold and breathing blue. [Pre-Chorus] Call the stones by ancient names- hear how softly each reclaims. [Chorus] Heart of the glen, sing me home, pipes and cello braid one tone. Where the wind writes on the rye, we lift our cups and answer sky. Heart of the glen, carry me- I’m dancing into melody; fire and rain and clover foam- heart of the glen, sing me home. [Bridge] If night comes down with starry wool, the chanter glows, the bow turns full. A house appears inside the tune- and keeps us warm like harvest moon. [Final Chorus] Heart of the glen, sing me home, pipes and cello braid one tone. Where the wind writes on the rye, we lift our cups and answer sky. Heart of the glen, carry me- I’m dancing into melody; fire and rain and clover foam- heart of the glen, sing me home. Heart of the glen, stay with me, till dawn unthreads the brume at sea; I’ll keep your color in my bones- heart of the glen, sing me home.
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