Songs of Exile
There’s a song of exile everywhere, Notes of melancholy too, A tune of longing where you go Of humming in the blue The motes of gloom that float around Long not just for the past, To a comfort home we all left once To forever be outcaste They sigh as well for a sliver of peace To a refuge that we long, Won but lost in the wheel of time That leaves behind a song A shelter land, a bed of grass Stars in the skies above, That distinct home in every heart The last abode of love But hard it is to seek that peace So far removed that rest, That each of us are in exiled lands Fighting each a test It’s not the seven seas we cross It’s the havens that we lose, That we turn migrants right at home With nothing left to choose We are all then souls in exiled lands Longing to return Humming notes of melancholy While we silent burn For home remains a distant dream With tatt...