Highland Flow

(Verse 1)

Yeah, step in the mist where the legends all breathe,

Highlands rise tall, got the ghosts in the breeze,

Bagpipes cry loud, yeah they echo the past,

From the clans to the crowns, yeah the stories still last.

Stone castles stand like they guarding the code,

Every hill got a tale, every path got a road,

From the lochs so deep where the shadows might swim,

To the streets of the cities where the lights never dim.

(Pre-Chorus)

Kilts in the wind, yeah the pride don’t fold,

Hearts made of iron, but the souls pure gold,

Rain on the window but we still stand tall,

Scotland forever, hear the anthem call.

(Chorus)

From Edinburgh nights to the Isle of Skye,

Raise your glass up, let the spirit fly,

Green and the blue where the eagles roam,

In the land of the brave, yeah we call it home.

(Verse 2)

Rolling through Glasgow where the culture collide,

Art in the veins, got the fire inside,

Voices so strong, yeah they cut through the gray,

Every word like thunder when the people all say—

We don’t bend, we don’t break, we just carry the flame,

Through the storm, through the struggle, still remember the name,

Braveheart spirit, yeah it runs in the blood,

From the fields to the pubs where we rise above.

(Bridge)

Late night stories by the fire so bright,

Whiskey in the glass, stars in the night,

Hear the old songs, feel the roots run deep,

In the land where the mountains never sleep.

(Chorus)

From Edinburgh nights to the Isle of Skye,

Raise your glass up, let the spirit fly,

Green and the blue where the eagles roam,

In the land of the brave, yeah we call it home.

(Outro)

Yeah, mist on the hills but the vision stay clear,

Past and the present both living right here,

If you ever feel lost, just follow the tone—

To the sound of the pipes… it’ll lead you home