Welcome Home

Saw a sign on the path

"All seekers this way"

A fairy sat and laughed

and threw a peddle my way.

As I neared the bridge,

two soldiers stood and stared.

No one passes by us, but hey.

You're welcome here.

Carried on down the road

to the market place.

I was still alone

no one knew my face.

Then a stranger sang,

the voice like the wind

then the hails began to sing

Welcome in.

Time rolls on. Ain't no good to sit and moan.

Time rolls on. And so we travel on.

Never did I imagine

what a dawn could be.

Till I opened my eyes to see.

It was welcoming me.

At the end of my days

on my way home

I paused a while to gaze

upon the sacred stone.

There it stood in the middle

of the holy domain

then the people came out to say

welcome home again.

Time rolls on. And so we carry on.

Time rolls on. Ain't no good to sit and moan.

Time rolls on. And so we travel on.

Time rolls on. Ain't no good to sit alone.