Eilidh:

This is my school- mind the drip

Every wall, every room

Every mark drawn on the corridor

I know it all, every bit

Like the back of my hand

The giant Jenga, the map of the world

The tiny kitchen, the plastic pasta

Eilidh's creamy mac and cheese is the greatest in the land

Arran:

Stranger than the songs

And the stories ever told me

Stranger on the shore

And ground that tries to hold me down

What’s this house for?

Eilidh:

It's my school

Arran:

You said. Tell more?

Eilidh:

It's just a school. It’s where we learn

Arran:

In hеre?

Eilidh:

Didn't you- oh! You're homeschoolеd!

Arran:

Learning, yes, at home and outside

Eilidh:

So you mean a... forest school?

Arran:

Forest, machair, mountain, sea, the whole world is for learning

Eilidh:

You've been around the world?

Arran:

Every year

Eilidh:

Every?

Arran:

Every

Both:

Year

Arran:

Stranger than the songs

And stories ever told me

Stranger on the shore

And ground that tries to hold me down

Eilidh:

Stranger than the songs

And stories I have known

Both:

A stranger on the shore

With stories of her own

Whoah

Tell me more, cause I want to know

You're like no one I've known before

Oh

Same but different, oh

Eilidh:

Where's your boat?

Arran:

What's this?

Eilidh:

Are you shipwrecked?

Arran:

A strange land animal

Eilidh:

It’s a car. How do you travel?

Arran:

Walk

Eilidh:

Just walk?

Arran:

Our island’s shore is never far

Eilidh:

It's smaller than Kinnen?

Arran:

But many more faces

Eilidh:

I wish we had more faces here

Arran:

You have quiet empty spaces

You can hide and disappear

Eilidh:

What do you do there?

Arran:

Fish and farm

Eilidh:

We farm!

Arran:

In the sea

Eilidh:

In the hills

Both:

Whoah

Arran:

My family are shepherds

Eilidh:

Tell me

Arran:

Tell me

Both:

More!

Oh

Tell me more, cause I want to know

You’re like no one I've known before

Oh

Same but different, oh

Eilidh:

Show me here where you've been

What you've seen, where you come from

Show me here, on the map!

You must’ve seen a map before

This is us, just a speck

The green is land, the rest is ocean

Show me here where you've been!

Arran (repeat in background):

Oh, Cetacea, oh

Eilidh:

Are you okay?

Arran:

Here. Here is where we began

Eilidh:

What, on Kinnen?

Arran:

The Fisherfolk turned toward the seas

The Farmfolk took to the hills and trees

Eilidh:

That old wifey's tale

Arran:

...is how Cetacea was born

Eilidh:

Ay, good one

"Thundering crack

Earth-moving roar

Slicing the island from mountain to shore

Both:

Shouting and screams

Eilidh:

Naught they could do

Arran:

It was decided

Both:

Rivers and families broken in two."

Arran:

Your song is wrong. We split the island ourselves

Eilidh:

Right. So your island has a different story?

Arran:

Our history, yes. No fairy story

Eilidh:

Why're you doing this?

Arran:

Doing what?

Eilidh:

This joke, this game, it's not funny

Arran:

I speak only simple truth

Eilidh:

Then where's this "Setty-Sun" on the map?

Arran:

Cetacea must follow

The migration of the whales

They travel with the currents

And we follow on their tails

We hunt the sea together

They guide and we help catch

They're our compass

We're their keepers

Eilidh:

Islands don't break

Arran:

You mock me

Eilidh:

Islands don't move!

Arran:

Ours does

Eilidh:

You're lying!

Arran:

I'm not!

Eilidh:

Well, then prove it

Arran:

Thundering crack

Eilidh:

A story!

Arran:

Earth-moving roar

Eilidh:

A stupid story!

Arran:

Island of one is one island no more