Lyrics: Marco Heubaum
Music: Marco Heubaum
Wide and silent I do flow
Through the meanders of old
Passing meadows
Hidden shadows
Laden with their woe
Gone is the force of waters wild
Bringing nature's newborn child
Open reaches
Gentle ripples
Carrying me slow
Take me home, take me home to the golden fields
Take me down to the river with the fallen leaves
Take me homе, all the way so were always gonna stay
A part of thе woven story
Quiet little whispers guide me on
Through the streams of what's begun
Drifting, floating
Echoes fading
Bearing all I've ever known
Lost are the songs I used to sing
They are drifting on the wind
Oceans calling
I am going
Where all rivers end
Taking me back where I will meet my origin
Bringing me back to where it all began
All of you watching how the sun sets, knowing
You will too have to come
Take me home, take me home to the golden fields
Take me down to the river with the fallen leaves
Take me home, all the way so were always gonna stay
A part of the woven story
Take me home, take me home to the golden fields
Take me down to the river with the fallen leaves
Take me home, all the way so were always gonna stay
A part of the woven story
Words unspoken
Underneath
Mee lick Rapids' thundering tides
Peace is broken
Torn from sheath
Wounded silence twists and denies
All that's been floating down the stream
All the waters come into the light
Soon they sing of the bliss they bring
When once we find life
(Guitar Solo)
Take me home
Take me home, take me home to the golden fields
Take me down to the river with the fallen leaves
Take me home, all the way so were always gonna stay
A part of the woven story
Take me home, take me home to the golden fields
Take me down to the river with the fallen leaves
Take me home, all the way so were always gonna stay
A part of the woven tale
Take me home
Come carry on
Been such a long way
But it's always leading home
Take me home
Come carry on
Been such a long way
But I know we'll all be coming home