Feel So Near Songtext
von Dougie MacLean

You′ll find me sitting at this table with my friend fin and my friend john
My friend murdaney tells us stories of things long gone long gone
And we may take a glass together the whisky makes it all so clear
It fires our dulled imaginations and i feel so near so near


I feel so near to the howling of the winds
I feel so near to the crashing of the waves
I feel so near to the flowers in the fields
I feel so near

The old man looks out to the islands he says this place is endless thin
There's no real distance here to mention we might all fall in all fall in
No distance to the spirits of the living no distance to the spirits of the dead
And as he turned his eyes were shining and he proudly said proudly said

So we build our tower constructions there to mark our place in time
We justify our great destructions as on we climb on we climb
Now the journey doesn′t seem to matter the destination's faded out
And gathering out along the headland i hear the children shout children shout