Your Way Is The Way Home

I can smell the redwood fires of oregon

These memories form a choir and they sing to me

It's years since I've been home and I've ached for you

And I wonder how you've changed, if you know my face at all

I'm praying that you will

I carried the thought of you so gently in my two hands

The decades are stuck like glue like the blood soaked into the land

My stampeding heart is lost without the compass you always were

I can see in the thawing frost that your way is the way home

Our ghosts fill up the room completely

So there's barely room for us, and a clumsy silence falls

And these years have humbled me, and I know it's too late

But your eyes have been my guide, they've lit my northern sky

For twenty years or more

I carried the thought of you so gently in my two hands

The decades are stuck like glue like the blood soaked into the land

My stampeding heart is lost without the compass you always were

I can see in the thawing frost that your way is the way home

Your way is the way home [x4]

I carried the thought of you

The decades are stuck like glue

My stampeding heart is lost

I see in the thawing frost