(I wrote this song about my trip to Orkney, Scotland. Orkney is a land that spoke to me from the first photo I saw. Once I set foot on her shores I knew I was “home”. I had many, deep spiritual experiences there. As I cried on the ferry while she slowly disappeared from my sight, I promised two things: I would get back to see her and I would write a song about her. This is the song.)

(Uisge Beatha is a Gaelic phrase translated literally as “water of life”.  It’s where we get the word “Whisky”.)

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V1
Beyond the stones, among the heather she waits for me. She always waits for me.
Sit on a cliff and feel the ocean pound away, I waste the day with the wind upon my face.
Close my eyes and I can’t wait.

Chorus

Uisge Beatha in my brain, water of life running through my veins,
Turn the barley, mash the grain
I’m coming home again.
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V2
I wander to the edge of town, I watch the clouds
As they gather overhead
I feel the stones and touch the past, it’s fading fast

She calls to me, oh how she calls to me (ch)
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V3
Scapa Flow, the rings of stone, Skara Brae, the sacred graves.
The raging sea, inside of me.
Set me free, oh set me free. (chorus)