Scotland

Come gather in my lungs Scottish wind
Belt out your blackest poems as the sea around you sings
When the drone takes to the air a single note to raise my hair
Carry songs beyond my lungs cold Scottish winds

-Frightened Rabbit, Scottish Winds

Scotland is like a poem that moves you in some deep, inexplicable way, even as its complexities sometimes confound you. It is a country so unfairly blessed with beauty and warmth (aside from the weather) that one could pretty easily imagine staying there forever. When you move beyond the surface–made of tweed, whisky shops–you come to see the place that has inspired so many brilliant writers, poets, musicians and actors.

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Scotland

Come gather in my lungs Scottish wind
Belt out your blackest poems as the sea around you sings
When the drone takes to the air a single note to raise my hair
Carry songs beyond my lungs cold Scottish winds

-Frightened Rabbit, Scottish Winds

Scotland is like a poem that moves you in some deep, inexplicable way, even as its complexities sometimes confound you. It is a country so unfairly blessed with beauty and warmth (aside from the weather) that one could pretty easily imagine staying there forever. When you move beyond the surface–made of tweed, whisky shops–you come to see the place that has inspired so many brilliant writers, poets, musicians and actors.

Read more.