I am goin’ home to stay
past the land of broken dreams
through the bean fields far away
from the frightened city’s screams
I will walk the hallowed aisles
past the passioned pews of pain
knowing no unmeaning smiles
that can hurt me e’er again
The windchild’s callin’ me
Can you hear her gently?
I hear the windchild callin’ me
back to the way things used to be
If you hear the wild wolf’s call
or the last cry of his prey
don’t you fear for me at all
I am goin’ home to stay
I can’t wait till break of day
Need no light to show the way
If you see her simply say
I am goin’ home to stay
Roger Armbrust
