Laurence Overmire - When Flora Opened The Door lyrics

At the Bonnie Prince there standing The blood of war hard upon his face His eyes defeated, all hope lost She covered his pain in a blanket As best she could Water to drink and a bit of bread Ferried him across in the dark of night The breaking heart of Skye Set him down on a farther shore The sun of some other day to come, surely She thought, as winter before spring When the bloom of the heather will Take the hill and dance with the bagpipe Again.