Scosglen Rain

[Intro]
Fog on hills like silver thread,
Crows count names the waves have said.

[Verse 1]
Fires burn in circle stone,
Stories braid our marrow bone.
Every storm that claws the shore,
Finds a hearth and asks for more.

[Pre-Chorus]
Raise the cup and bless the pain
We were born of sea and rain.

[Chorus]
Scosglen rain be kind,
Wash the iron from our mind.
Keep our anger sharp but clean,
Make our mercy evergreen.

[Verse 2]
Druids hum a secret rhyme,
Turning wounds to living time.
When the wolves begin to sing,
We become a deeper spring.

[Pre-Chorus]
If the tides demand a tithe,
Pay in love and still survive.

[Chorus]
Scosglen rain be kind,
Wash the iron from our mind.
Keep our anger sharp but clean,
Make our mercy evergreen.

[Bridge]
Oars in fog, a beacon’s moan
Guide the lost to something known.

[Final Chorus]
Scosglen rain endure,
Make our brittle courage pure.
While the cliff remembers pain,
We will rise because it rained.

[Outro]
Gulls like stitches in the gray
Sew the night to newborn day.