Текст песни The Ship - Runrig
                                                    I 
                                                awoke 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dusts 
                                                of 
                                                an 
                                                autumn 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Faces 
                                                oil-lit 
                                                and 
                                                kneeling 
                                                round 
                                                the 
                                                family 
                                                chairs
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                knew 
                                                that 
                                                    a 
                                                heart 
                                                could 
                                                take 
                                                such 
                                                filling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spaces 
                                                everywhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                front 
                                                doors 
                                                opened 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                men 
                                                came 
                                                walking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Suits 
                                                and 
                                                shoes, 
                                                heads 
                                                of 
                                                silver 
                                                and 
                                                grey
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                one 
                                                short 
                                                road 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                darkened 
                                                cradle
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                endless 
                                                light 
                                                of 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                walked 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bride 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                aisle 
                                                of 
                                                her 
                                                childhood
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                shops, 
                                                the 
                                                schoolyard, 
                                                the 
                                                church 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                hill
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                she 
                                                trembled 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                she 
                                                was 
                                                touched 
                                                and 
                                                broken
 
                                    
                                
                                                Marie 
                                                was 
                                                born 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                ears 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                trawler-band 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                evenings
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forty 
                                                crans 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                spirits 
                                                run 
                                                wild
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                storms. 
                                                the 
                                                drownings. 
                                                the 
                                                tables, 
                                                the 
                                                drinking
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sea 
                                                had 
                                                claimed 
                                                their 
                                                lives
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                peat 
                                                smoke 
                                                rising 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                village 
                                                chimneys
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                take 
                                                your 
                                                chances 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                red 
                                                haired 
                                                girl
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                boats 
                                                take 
                                                their 
                                                rest 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                heart 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                harbour
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                night 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                changing 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                ship's 
                                                come 
                                                round
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                she's 
                                                waiting 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                harbour
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                prepared 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                on 
                                                board
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                prepared
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                knew 
                                                that- 
                                                the 
                                                light 
                                                of 
                                                ages
 
                                    
                                
                                                Breaks 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                before 
                                                Lis
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sail 
                                                away, 
                                                sail 
                                                away
 
                                    
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