Song Details
Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
[Nature ambience, soft wind and distant birdsong. Gentle Celtic harp melody begins.]
The moss is soft beneath my feet.
The ancient oaks begin to speak.
I leave the dusty road behind,
To see what secrets I can find.
Take me back to the green.
To the places I have been.
I am finding my way home.
No more will I ever roam.
Take me back to the green.
To the beauty yet unseen.
I am finding my way home.
I am finding my way home.
A dragonfly with wings of glass.
The summer shadows start to pass.
I hear a song from long ago,
Where the hidden rivers flow.
Take me back to the green.
To the places I have been.
I am finding my way home.
No more will I ever roam.
Take me back to the green.
To the beauty yet unseen.
I am finding my way home.
I am finding my way home.
The mist is rising from the lake.
Each step is for my spirit's sake.
I’m light as air and tall as trees,
Carried by the mountain breeze.
Take me back to the green.
To the places I have been.
I am finding my way home.
No more will I ever roam.
Take me back to the green.
To the beauty yet unseen.
I am finding my way home.
I am finding my way home.[Soft violin fades. Harp plucks a final chord. Wind chimes and birds return.]
Finding my way home.
Finding my way home.
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