Through river, root and stone The distant call of home So far yet always with us Inside our hearts and bones No breadth or sphere Or white mountains sheer Can quell the call of home There is no hearth that is quite as bright As a flame that flickers free Though many roads lay outside my door There is but one that calls to me Long I locked away A wanderer's heart A flame that flickers free Through river, root and stone The distant call of home So far yet always with us Inside our hearts and bones
No creek or cave No wild wind or wave Can quell the call of home And down where the rivers flow In shimmers and shade Here the future is made Solemn bonds of trust will never fade Deepest depths and dankest darkness Withered limbs they drag my carca** Stole my love and my desire Curse their skin to bathe in fire burn Burn And bathe in fire!! Through river, root and stone The distant call of home So far yet always with us Inside our hearts and bones So soft the call of home