Ode to Runrig by Adam

Come Friday night, at last we can relax

It’s been a hard week, working and slaving to the max.

But now comes the hour, now comes the moment prime,

To turn up Urlar, The Engine Room, What Time.

The week has worn you down, perhaps, but now listen to the sound,

Recovery, Amazing Things or the uplifting Stamping Ground.

Perhaps the soothing Old Boys and Proterra is your choice,

For nothing beats the calm offered by a Runrig voice.

If the city lights are blazing bright and making your spirit lame,

Revive yourself with Ard, Oran and the truthful Greatest Flame.

One Thing will help with that release a needful tear,

Listen now and hear your own Big Songs of Hope and Cheer.

The sounds of Iain, Calum, Malcolm and the rest,

Be restored by the Hebridean power of Flower of the West.

Think of island shores- with shimmering fish they teem,

And what could be more fitting than Jones’s Mara Theme?

So no more will you feel exhausted, no more feeling numb,

Know the Healer in Your Heart, and go on to Beat the Drum.

So next time you find yourself in need of a brighter story,

Listen to Runrig’s to restore that heart of olden glory.