Dark Island

Away to the westward I'm longing to be,
Where the beauties of heaven unfold by the sea;
Where the sweet purple heather blooms fragrant and free,
On a hilltop high above the Dark Island.

Oh, isle of my childhood I'm dreaming of thee,
As the steamer leaves Oban and passes Tiree;
Soon I'll capture the magic that lingers for me,
When I'm back once more upon the Dark Island.

So gentle the sea breeze that ripples the bay,
Where the stream joins the ocean and young children play;
On the strand of pure silver I'll welcome each day,
And I'll roam forever more the Dark Island.

Oh, isle of my childhood I'm dreaming of thee,
As the steamer leaves Oban and passes Tiree;
Soon I'll capture the magic that lingers for me,
When I'm back once more upon the Dark Island.

True gem of the Hebrides bathed in the light,
Of the midsummer dawning that follows the night;
How I yearn for the cries of the seagulls in flight,
As they circle above the Dark Island.

Oh, isle of my childhood I'm dreaming of thee,
As the steamer leaves Oban and passes Tiree;
Soon I'll capture the magic that lingers for me,
When I'm back once more upon the Dark Island.

####.... Original words by David Silver. Music composed in 1958 by Iain MacLachlan (1927-1995) and originally entitled "Dr. Mackay's Farewell To Creagorry". The tune was used by the BBC as the theme music for the TV series "The Dark Island" filmed in 1963 (©1963 and ©1975 by Essex Music International, Ltd) ....####

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