In a Land Before Our Time – In the Highlands
There was a wind across the heather
Before our names were carved in stone
Before the maps had drawn their borders
These hills were wild and walked alone
A solitary shadow moving
Where ancient skies and silence meet
The earth remembers every footstep
Every promise incomplete
The mountains do not bow to kings
The rivers never ask for crowns
And in the hush before the morning
You hear the truth without a sound
In a land before our time
Where the sky and earth entwine
Through the mist and through the rain
Echoes carry every name
We are dust and we are flame
Passing through but not the same
In the highlands we remain
In a land before our time
Cold light falls on broken ridges
Like heaven breaking through the grey
A man stands small against the vastness
But he does not turn away
The wind pulls hard against his shoulders
Yet still he faces what must be
For every step into the wild
Is a step toward being free
And if the storm should claim the valley
If the night devours the flame
The hills will whisper back your story
Long after we forget your name
In a land before our time
Where the ancient stars still shine
Through the frost and through the tide
We are small, but we abide
Though the centuries divide
Still the mountains stand in pride
In the highlands we remain
In a land before our time
In a land before our time…
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