From the recording In Her Dream
Lyrics
My Old Home
©2015 T.G. Vanini
My old home
Is gone forever now
Lake and field and barn
Now I roam
A lonely traveler
Silent as the moon
Steady as this mornings rain
Fresh and gently falling
Fresh and gently falling
Oh
My old home
Enduring memory
Fish and crab and gull
So farewell
The tide is gathering
The water and the oil
Once upon a blazing sea
How was I not falling
How was I not falling
Oh
My old home
Let go unwillingly
Root and trunk and branch
One more night
And one more yesterday
Everyone more slight
and today I find you here
How am I so lucky
How am I so lucky
Oh
My old home