Come Home

 

Follow Your Crows Home To Roost (Torr/MacD)

So somewhere, in the middle of life,
You begin then, to remember the light,
When you first so, entered the world,
And set flight upon, ley lines alive.

Sometime then, in the mix of it all,
You return to, your center’s resolve,
You remind yourself, of an old calling,
Following your crows home, by the fall.

Come home to roost, when you feel down.
We will be there for you, have no doubt.
Together, we will settle, into the night,
Resurrecting, as one, a will for flight.

Follow your crows home, to roost son,
To flock together, as a family, as one,
To talk of tales, of your daily, runs,
Until the bell, of nightfall, is rung.

Come home to roost, when you feel down.
We will be there for you, have no doubt.
Together, we will settle, into the night,
Resurrecting, as one, a will for flight.

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