Jungle Trail

Was tossed along that jungle trail

There was nothing there, just thorns and nails

Had no skin, no fur to wear

But I straggled through the storm

In a search to find my home

Now I climbed the mountain and I pleaded with the sky

There was no one around, just some dark clouds in reply

But I offered some berries and a tear in my eye

‘Cause I was on my own

So far away from home…home

There’s a fire burning inside me

Makes the lame walk and the blind to see

Here I am wandering on what I should be

The old earth, the moon, the sun

Some wings to rise the dawn

Now time’s tickin’ like a melancholy friend

Ticks the beginning, and the middle and the end

But if I close my eyes and just pretend

There’s shelter in this song

Like a river flowin’ home…home

There’s a fire burning inside me

Makes the lame walk and the blind to see

Here I am wandering on what I should be

The old earth, the moon, the sun

Some wings to rise the dawn