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All
the
homes
on
the
globe
are
like
the
television
in
your
eyes.
A
cross
guarding
your
heart
the
living
years
a
sacrifice.
A
shiver
at
the
door
in
the
night,
clouds
cross
a
black
moonlight.
Rushing
on
down
to
the
sound
of
a
turning
world.
There's
a
south
by
sou'westerly
force
eight
coming
in
strong.
Across
the
continental
shelf
from
the
cold
grey
Malin
beyond.
The
need
to
keep
control.
The
need
to
stand
alone
at
the
edge
of
the
world.
The
adrenalin
infrastructure
bringing
on
it's
troubles
some
more.
All
the
laws
of
the
jungle
stranded
on
your
latest
shore.
But
the
waves
hold
the
healer
force.
The
years
disappear
like
a
ghost.
Somewhere
out
of
the
sight
of
the
night
and
the
light
of
day.
Now
civilisation
groans
and
the
news
reel
cries.
Like
a
drowning
man
his
life
in
front
of
his
eyes.
But
the
need
to
keep
control.
The
need
to
bare
the
soul
at
the
edge
of
the
world.
And
the
man
from
St.
Kilda
went
over
the
cliff
on
a
winters
day.
At
the
edge
of
the
world.
At
the
edge
of
the
world.
1 Wall of China
2 This Day
3 Clash of the Ash
4 Life Is
5 And the Accordions Played
6 Running To the Light
7 One Thing
8 Book of Golden Stories
9 The Ship
10 The Stamping Ground
11 Recovery
12 In Search of Angels
13 In Scandinavia
14 The Message
15 Atoms
16 Maymorning
17 Loch Lomond
18 Year of the Flood
19 The Old Boys
20 Empty Glens
21 Gabriel's Sword
22 Road Trip
23 The Mighty Atlantic
24 Hearthammer
25 Edge of the World
26 Pride of the Summer
27 Hearts of Olden Glory
28 The Ocean Road
29 Proterra
30 Every River
31 Big Sky
32 Protect and Survive
33 Skye
34 City of Lights
35 Oran
36 Sona
37 An Dealachadh
38 An Sabhal Aig Neill
39 Siol Ghoraidh
40 Going Home
41 An Toll Dubh
42 Faileas Air An Airidh
43 Alba
44 The Greatest Flame
45 The Summer Walkers
46 Pog Aon Oidhche Earraich
47 Cho Buidhe's A Bha I Riabh
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