Wild Grasses Quilt

whispers on the wind calling me back through the years and and the miles i've grown remember the fields where the wild grasses sway barefoot chasing the day mama's hands in the garden pulling weeds from the earth papa's voice by the fire sharing tales of his words simple days woven tight like the threads in a quilt now the rope pulls me onward heavy with guilt oh carry me home where the heart finds its peace where the river runs gentle in the arms of my kin where the laughter still rings take these weary feet to familiar wings home you're the song in my soul calling me back making broken things city lights flicker cold like a stranger's cold breathing smoke tainted air dreams of the port swing creaking under summer starlight sisters singing soft in the hush of the night i chased every shadow every promise that lied but nothing compares to the warmth i left behind oh carry me home where the heart finds its peace where the river runs gentle in the old oak trees where the laughter still rings that your familiar wings home you're the song in my soul calling me back making broken things one day i'll turn from this wandering lay down my burdens let the old stories prevail feel the soul need my fainting hear the birds creep the dome in that quiet redemption all my leaving is gone oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh now I'm coming back home through the years and the mud.