Barry L. Bastian - I'M COMING HOME

There's a road to walk upon it's going my way
It's my way this road I'm on
And there's singing in the trees above my head
Though the words are clear the meaning has passed away
Of a dream within a heart that's never shared
And if I wish to tell you all I ever knew
What's clear you hear is me because I'm you
And if the song that sings the light should change its tune
Through his eyes he sees all the good you do
When the darkness shines that light abides on you
And your body's like the hills of rolling brown
Sweet mama at your feet upon the ground
And if I miss thy gift it's just the hole I found
Like the mole whose heart is buried under ground
Sweet mama I'm coming home
With the staff upon my hand I stand at ease
Through your valleys ere I walk I feel thy peace
And the river that washed away all my cares
In the light we choose to stand above the fear
Sweet mama we're going home
Sure sweet mama
We're going home

Written by:
Barry Bastian

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