Footsteps they've moved me From where I was born Like the blood in the moonlight That bleeds into the dawn Our old ways aren't going anywhere new The future has come into view
When I set out this morning With a faraway shine in my eyes Through a world in which anything is available Nothing has anymore meaning
Walk out the door with leaving now I've nothing left to say I'm picking up, we're packing up We're putting on our boots all along the way It's darkening into evening We've lost another day We're picking up, we're packing up We're putting on our boots all along the way
I found this landscape stretching out these moments All along the way from Canna to Castlebay I found a handshake worthy of its moment On each and every shore
I danced with fire and water And then I walked home through the pieces I'll sing this song back to my daughter When my face is full of wrinkles and creases
And then I'll waltz with the weather, and you'll waltz with the storm Heading west on a sea that's as wide as the dawn And you might be a prophet or you could be a clown Either way we'll both end up as bones in the ground
Down another road you're leading now Up and over the brae You're picking up, you're packing up You're putting on your boots all along the way The moon sinks into morning And we welcome another day We're picking up, we're packing up You're putting on your boots all along the way