~~~~~~~~~~ Homeward River Run~~~~~~~~~~~~
High into the White Mountain
Soar the Eagles of my Mind
and somewhere down the River, , ,
Where it's said my life
Runs out of time, , , ,
and as I turn,
In every distance I find
shades of scenes from my trial, , ,
There's no need anymore to Run
Those were days of my rising
but now
I'm at the set of my Sun, , ,
This old trail, , ,
I've given it, , a Pretty good Run, ,
or so it seems from
the amount of Scars I've Won, , ,
and as I try to look back, , ,
all I find in my life there
fades simply into Black, ,
I've no memory left to reveal
and I've no care any more, , ,
that's just the way we all should feel, , ,
keeps it clear
keeps it True,
keeps so Real, , ,
There's no Motion left
in these old Bones
nothing works as it should
just set my tired life down
on that Bottom shelf, , ,
leave me there alone
I can't rise,
no matter how much
I wish I could, , ,
God don't tell me that's the end
of this Man's Rainbow, ,
That vision before my eyes
is that my gone family and friends
is that a ripple in the skies? ? ? ?
never mind, I don't want to know, , , , ,
It's Time for me to finally
unfold my Wings
Time to Fly on back Home
This old Man's Road, ,
has come to an end, , ,
said I've heard of these things
That when It's time, ,
when You leave, , you're never alone, ,
Guide me now, ,
through the Current
of my River Home, , ,
I don't fear
this end of my Road, ,
and thanks for coming
so that, ,
I'd miss going home alone, , ,
it's all so beautiful, ,
just as I'd been told, , ,
Going Home, , ain't so bad, ,
and when you're back there
you never miss this World
nor in it, what you had, , ,
Take, , , Take me Home, ,
so I don't remember, , , (<- -<< stole that, thanks Phil Collins)
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