O My Isle

I'm looking out through the shoreline trees

And as always, the gold light shines

Through the bright green leaves

But something's not right

I don't hear the call

Hear the call, hear it calling me

My rapport with the land

Ain't what it used to, what it used to be

Sun kissed my face

Wind howls its embrace

And the sands dance about like willow limbs

From my shadow like a ghost left billowing

Rip from the current, rip from the current

Rip from the current, rip from the current

Rip from the current

These northern hills and thesе southern reeds

Can no longer pronounce my namе

So I take my leave

But that's alright 'cause I hear the call

I hear it call, I hear it calling me

That promised land

Where I will raise my, I will raise my keep

Sun kissed my face

Wind howls its embrace

And the sands dance about like willow limbs

From my shadow like a ghost left billowing

O, my dear shores

Gold above, great below

Though I must go, know that I go forth with your light

Into the wild world brandishing your might

Rip from the current, rip from the current

Rip from the current, rip from the current

Rip from

Hear, my shores, this proclamation

Now I leave to you my deeds

I leave this to you

Every glorious occasion where I learned how to be free

My hallelujahs

I leave them to you

O, my isle

Rip from the current

Sun kissed my face

Wind howls embrace

Sands dance about like willow limbs

From a ghost left billowing

Sun kissed my face

Wind howls embrace

Sands dance about like willow limbs

From a ghost left billowing