Always Coming Home

The rising moon calls the lonesome tide
and wild geese cross the summer sky,
The forest floor lies waiting
for the falling leaves,
and me, at the long day's end
will find my friend -
I'm coming home.

To tender hearts the world is blind,
and to gentle men can be unkind,
But the evening star is shining
for the nightingale,
and whales swim to warmer seas,
so come and lay by me -
You're coming home.

Fall found the rain
Love wound it's way,
Rose from the earth below
and filled my heart with bloom

A sweet wind blows on a swirling night,
whose darkest heart is an endless light
it's calling us by blood and dust
and timeless soul, to grow -
'though we come and go
like gentle snow, we're coming home
Always coming home.

Guitar: Tony B. Cello: Martin Tillman. Oboe: John Yoakum. Vocals, Keyboards: Kingfisher.

Composed and Arranged by Kingfisher
Engineered by Greg Townley
Produced by Kingfisher and Greg Townley