Lyrics
Hoist the sail we go home
Run the tides of memory
Your sweet breath is echoing
Singing of the oath you built for me
This hearth, this home
I come home to the sun’s clear morning
I come home to the oxen years
Filled with fruitful peace
And the thousand leaves
Of my sigil’s waking dream
Sung in the voice of my children’s gods
Light the torch through ice and hail
Past the agony of thorning need
Wheeling time has led me back
To the verdant wealth of fields and joyful tears
Of these friends, my gift, my shield
I come home to the sun’s clear morning
I come home to the oxen years
Filled with fruitful peace
And the thousand leaves
Of my sigil’s waking dream
Sung in the voice of my children’s gods
The world will change, waves will break
On the stallion dawn of youth
Pillars stand, towers rise
The glory of our future inheritance
The self in kind
I come home to the sun’s clear morning
I come home to the oxen years
Filled with fruitful peace
And the thousand leaves
Of my sigil’s waking dream
Sung in the voice of my children’s gods
Call the lords of sky
Call the lords of earth
Call the lady of the birch held seed
Toast the smiling yew
A toast to mystery
For I am home
Amidst the rune-ing trees
