Homeward Rolling Soldier

With sleepy eyes we made our way across

Where friendship's found friendship is often lost

With valiant wishes of becoming ends

But there will be no such with you my friend

I'm going home, going home

To be where my water meets my stones

I'm going home, going home

The social traveller journeys on his own

Darkness you don't see where you're going now

There never was light in your eyes some somehow

And who's to blame when something living is dead?

So many words should have stayed in your head

So many thoughts should not have left your bed

I'm going home, going home

To tend to the lover and the dog

I'm going home, going home

He who yearns to age must firstly grow

That which is your prime you do not know

Boy boy boy boy

I'm going home, going home

To drink from the chalis of another

I'm going home, going home

To mount and feed and groom and ride alone

For he who is myself I do not know

To mount and feed and groom and ride alone

For he who is myself I do not know