Road And The River - Runrig

Sun comes up on these mountain braes

And it’s breaking on the high ground

And the rolling road

And the rolling river

Are all that I have to hold

There in your arms

There in your arms

I went walking in the world

The voice of many waters

In the waking cascade

In the breathing we wait

On the rolling road

On the rolling road

May you always be freedom

And the rolling road

And the rolling river

Are all that I have to hold

There in your arms

There in your arms

There’s a presence in the wind

And it holds all departed

And I’m here in the power

And the long passing hour

The light rushing in

Great, great gentle giver

All the craving I see

Falling way beyond me

On the rolling road

On the rolling road

May you always be freedom

And the rolling road

And the rolling river

Are all that I have to hold

There in your arms

There in your arms

There in your arms

There in your arms

There in your arms

There’s a presence

There’s a presence in the wind