As promised Major: (and for Scottie and, mD has some Scots in 'im?)

BLUE IS A RIVER

Like the heather on the hillside as they drove us from the Highlands
Like the iceflow from the Arctic where we landed in Newfoundland
There’s a colour to my sorrow, there’s a name for all this sadness
Like the ocean in between us, I am blue

Blue is a river, blue remembered
Blue water running clear
Blue like a planet to a spaceman
Blue river of my tears

So I came here to the city
Where the dream burns like a furnace
And I dazzled in these dark streets like a diamond in a coal face
Then the cold wind from the islands
Blew a storm cloud across the new moon
Like the gunsmoke above the houses in my home.

Blue is a river, blue remembered
Blue water running clear
Blue like a planet to a spaceman
Blue river of my tears
Blue river of my tears

-- Thomas Dolby

Performed here with Natalie MacMaster:

http://blog.thomasdolby.com/?p=421


(mD: re-read FQ: humility is endless )