Opera

 Well you gave me the choice to turn

And in grace not lose the voice that

I brought from my face

That howled in the wind

Of the afternoon opera

Well you gave and I took it

You gave the choice to turn

And in the grace I must learn

To embrace the new

While I release the old

That is the only life that is true

Move on, move on he said

And the snow winds blew

On the mountain tops head

And it was new and oh so true

That Scotland was the way ahead

I knew