HOME
Is Home always just down the Road,
like a vanishing dream on a track,
whizzing away, while we're moving too slow,
weighed down by the load on our back ?
Is Home just a wish that lives in the heart,
one we dream we'll find, when we're young.
When we're old what often shines in the dark,
is just memory's beads we have strung.
(Chorus)
Does Home live in the heart and travel the Road,
wherever we wander, as time flows along ?
Will we someday find Home like a window aglow,
reaching out to the world in our song ?
We keep looking ahead , thinking Home will appear,
when we get to the top of the rise.
It may be there, but we can't see it clear,
with what time has done to our eyes.
Yet, I believe, and Faith, you must know,
is believing "in spite of", and not just "because".
Sometimes it seems like a soft wind will blow,
and Home is a New Day that calls.
(Chorus)
Does Home live in the heart and travel the Road,
wherever we wander, as time flows along ?
Will we someday find Home like a window aglow,
reaching out to the world in our song ?
( © 2002-"Future Folk" Music-Betty J. Curtis )
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