[Music: KF,JF Words: KF]
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The sky was grey and leaden,
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Wolves howling on the wind.
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Above the land of Tir Na n-Og
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The ancient calm still reigned.
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"I long to stand on my home shore",
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Said Ossian in a glare.
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"But Ossian love, the is your home",
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Said Niamh of the golden hair.
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She seen the look upon his face,
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She knew the pain he felt.
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He longed to be home among his race,
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With his ring-sword strapped to his belt.
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"Return my love to the land of man
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but be warned time rests heavily there,
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Come back to me if ever you can,
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Back to the land of the fair."
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"Do not dismount from the steed you ride,
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From this world it belongs.
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If you dismount you shall fall by its side,
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To be remembered only in faerie songs".
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He galloped across the faerie seas,
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Back to the land of man.
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Watched by the Gods and the Daoine Sidhe,
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His life to end as it began.
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"I have returned", he said aloud,
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But no one was there to hear.
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His noble home once bold and proud,
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Had crumbled through the many years.
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A power had come into the land,
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To threaten the olden ways.
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The people ignore the ancient Gods,
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They bid farewell to a golden age.
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Ossian stopped his gallant steed,
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He could see some people ahead.
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"Help us please, our brother are trapped-
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Beneath this dolmen", they said.
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He leaned down from his mount,
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And gripped the dolmen firm.
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From the earth the rocks was freed,
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The people beneath unharmed.
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But from the strain his saddle broke,
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To the earth he was cast.
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A cry of pain burst from his throat,
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The years now caught him at last.
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In Tir Na n-Og Niamh shed a tear,
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When she saw the rider-less horse.
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Ossian was gone, her greatest fear,
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Her heart was full of deep remorse.
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Ossian's Return
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Cruachan |