Lyrics Burning Horizons - Wolfstone

Burning Horizons

Leaving now for Nova Scotia
My homeland’s kindred isle
Always an arm so far apart
We span the silver miles
In search of work, I come to you
As our fathers did before
On white-sailed ships we packed our lives and left
We left our native shore
The ships they anchor side by side
Our brave new world is here
Spirits higher than they’ve been
For many, many years
In search of work, I come to you
As our fathers did before
Across the dark and briny seas to find
Your nativ shore
In the burning horizon
Feeds a fire
Smoky hadland, darkest isle
Staring seaward, deepest ocean
Over tide
Oh, in the burning horizon
Feeds a fire
Smoky headland, darkest isle
Staring seaward, deepest ocean
Over tide
Struggle’s hard for seven months
Our travels take us far
Desperate times we then endure
Until America
From there to Spain, then on again
For another war to fight
I’m dreaming of my own homeland far from
Far from this weary light
Coming home from Canada
And I’m coming home from Spain
I’ve been to America
And I’m coming home again
Spying Ross’s darkest isle
The patchwork fields of green
Along the view to where my heart
Will always be
In the burning horizon
Feeds a fire
Smoky headland, darkest isle
Staring seaward, deepest ocean
Ohhhhh
In the burning horizon
Feeds a fire
Smoky headland, darkest isle
Staring seaward, deepest ocean
Over tide