Lyrics
Woman Vocal
[Verse]
O'er the hills where the heather lay
Worn old boots and skies of gray
The mountain’s breath and moorland's sway
I walked the West Highland Way
[Verse 2]
The loch’s reflection
Calm and wide
Clouds like ghosts
Nowhere to hide
The bogs
The trail
The woods that sighed
Each step a song where dreams abide
[Chorus]
Time
It flies
It won’t sit still
Silent rivers
They flow until
Memories bloom like daffodil
On that old rugged hill
That rugged hill
[Verse 3]
Laughter echoed
Boots broke the stone
Cold winds cut
But I wasn’t alone
The sun dipped low
We called it home
These hills own me
These hills I own
[Bridge]
Oh
Blistered feet and aching knees
Whiskey fires beneath the trees
The stars unrolled like tapestries
A memory laced in Highland breeze
[Chorus]
Time
It flies
It won’t sit still
Silent riversm
They flow until
Memories bloom like daffodil
On that old rugged hill and
The West Highland way.
Style
etherealscottish folk
Credits
Prompt by
katsGroove751
katsGroove751GeneratedMar 6, 2025
ModelAria v4
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