Broughty Ferry - by
The lamps across the river
/ are lilies of light
/ rooted with fire
/
/ The evening star
/ is a windflower of light
/
/ The crescent moon
/ holds…
The lamps across the river
/ are lilies of light
/ rooted with fire
/
/ The evening star
/ is a windflower of light
/
/ The crescent moon
/ holds…
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv’ry Tay!
/ Alas! I am very sorry to say
/ That ninety lives have been taken away
/ On the…
Full March moon and gale-force easters, the pair of them
sucking and shoving the river
back into its closet in the hills – or trying to.
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