Lost and Gone

What a bloody shame
Lost and gone the quietness of the rolling sea
Having lost my home
No more to fish and swim in the Sol Skerri

Gone are the hills and the misty valleys
The pipeline's coming through
Gone are the streams where the salmon leaps
The pipeline's coming through

A city born
Spreading over all, watch it take its hold
Like a barren tree
Just a silhouette of black upon gold

Gone are the hills and the misty valleys
The pipeline's coming through
Gone are the streams where the salmon leaps
The pipeline's coming through

It's a bloody shame
A thousand years of nature's mysterious ways
All torn apart
And in her place the starkness of an industrial maze

Gone are the hills and the misty valleys
The pipeline's coming through
Gone are the streams where the salmon leaps
The pipeline's coming through