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I'd always wanted to write a song in the style of our national poet Rabbie Burns. Along with poet Bob Shields with whom I often collaborate I wrote this love song. I hope Rabbie would have approved!
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Lyrics
In The Turning Of Our Time
In the turning of our time
If I could see you when the snow lies
Down by willow bank and burn side
I would taste you as the snow melts on my tongue
And in the turning of our time
Or in the scented breath of sweet spring
‘midst the primrose and the columbine
I would bind you as the blood unto the thorn
And in the turning of our time
And if our time could turn again
If our time could turn again
Turn the stars to salt and sand
Turn them back by heaven’s hand
Turn the raven into dove
Turn this longing into love
In the turning of our time
If I could hear you in the ash grove
Where mavis song and leaves lie
Loving words would find a pure and nameless voice
In the turning of our time
Or I might hold you when the day ends
Curved within its slow and falling line
A river stretching free from icy winter’s sleep
And in the turning of our time
And if our time could turn again
If our time could turn again
Turn the stars to salt and sand
Turn them back by heaven’s hand
Turn the raven into dove
Turn this longing into love
In the turning of our time
In the turning of our time
© In The Turning Of Our Time words & music by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields January 2002
In the turning of our time
If I could see you when the snow lies
Down by willow bank and burn side
I would taste you as the snow melts on my tongue
And in the turning of our time
Or in the scented breath of sweet spring
‘midst the primrose and the columbine
I would bind you as the blood unto the thorn
And in the turning of our time
And if our time could turn again
If our time could turn again
Turn the stars to salt and sand
Turn them back by heaven’s hand
Turn the raven into dove
Turn this longing into love
In the turning of our time
If I could hear you in the ash grove
Where mavis song and leaves lie
Loving words would find a pure and nameless voice
In the turning of our time
Or I might hold you when the day ends
Curved within its slow and falling line
A river stretching free from icy winter’s sleep
And in the turning of our time
And if our time could turn again
If our time could turn again
Turn the stars to salt and sand
Turn them back by heaven’s hand
Turn the raven into dove
Turn this longing into love
In the turning of our time
In the turning of our time
© In The Turning Of Our Time words & music by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields January 2002
Roxylee
Ahhh...unrequited love, we can all realte. Very poetic and pretty, Tom.
Such beautiful imagery.... :-)