The Highland Repair
An 80s synth-pop anthem follows a traveling technician across the Scottish Highlands to fix one clinic's equipment - because out there, there usually isn't a second option to call.
The stories behind The Highland Repair
- The Highland Repair Is About Being the Only Option for Miles — An 80s synth-pop anthem follows a traveling technician across the Scottish Highlands to fix one clinic's equipment - because out there, there usually isn't a second option to call.
Lyrics
A Clinic of Stone
of the bay with a silent machine and a long held day
the kettle was singing the windows were bright
Hands met at the doorway before noon light
They showed me the fault,
I listened close A careful eye finds what the numbers
disclose
Carry the spark through the highland rain
Bring it back to the hands again
From the farthest shore to the glen below
We mend what the people need to know
Stand together,
steady and strong A little more life where it
belongs
When the green light rises, the room draws near
The Highland Repair is
here
Up over the pass where the heather bends
The nurse kept watch and the driver grinned
A shepherd arrived with a toolbox of water
And a young apprentice who had just been sworn
We traced every signal, checked every seal
Measured the current, tested the wheel
No hurry, guess and no borrow claim
Trust is built slowly, connection by connection the same
Carry the spark through the highland rain
Bring it back to the hands again
From the farthest shore to the glen below
We mend what the people need to know
Stand together,
steady and strong A little more life where it
belongs
When the green light rises, the room draws near
The Highland Repair is
here
The hills kept their silence, the sea kept time
The final reading climbed in line
A quiet cheer broke across the floor
And the device came safely back once more
Carry the spark through the highland rain
Bring it back to the hands again
From the farthest shore to the glen below
We mend what the people need to know
Stand together,
steady and strong A little more life where it
belongs
When the green light rises, the room draws near
The Highland repair is
here
Mist on the road
But the windows shine
One more remote heart joined to the line
The case is closed till the next call comes
And the hills roll on beneath
the drum
