Looking toward Home
Her boundaries they do pull me
to her cliffs and rocky shores
The stillness echos silence
Where time is no more.
My ship sails forever
pointing toward home
Looking toward the future
but cursed here to roam.
My heart hungers for thee
My soul it longs to be
safely in your harbors
for all eternity.
Albion you are a woman
My tears I give to thee
I miss you ancient mother
Your shores I long to see.
If ever given one wish
for anything in this realm
I would wish to be home
with you once again.
I would stand beneath the rowan trees
or over the cliffs to see
the shiny sea of glass
that pulled me toward thee.
I would sit high above the cliffs of white
and I would take your hand
and walk forever in beauty
In Albion with Morrighan.
