I watched a wren flying past the window
The window to the room where my childhood slept within
I sat astride the fiery steed of eighteen
A champing racehorse waiting for the running to begin
There was a time I thought I'd stay forever
My first foremost endeavour to build a life here for evermore
My heart back then was as light as a feather
A kitten playing with a strip of leather on a sunny morning porch
How long will I go, I don't know, I don't know
I never felt the tow of the pulling tides of time
I went across where the snow was a blanket shifting
And the grey concrete was drifting under pylons in the rain
And we huddled close inside those old stone houses
Gripping drams to douse us with the liquors warming flame
And through the years as the city swelled and thickened
My sluggish heartbeat quickened when I thought of going home
So to pyramids and canyons and rolling tumbling rivers
And through rich fat wheat that shivers I continued to roam
How long will I go, I don't know, I don't know
I never felt the tow of the pulling tides of time
Now I stand and breathe where the waves crash on the shoreline
And the sea winds on the borderline of vicious come to rest
Here on this sand were my toes first in the water
My innocence to slaughter, my bones growing in my chest
How long did I go, I don't know, I don't know
Now that I feel the tow of the pulling tides of time
How long will I stay, I can't say, I can't say
I'll wait to be swept away by the pulling tides of time
The window to the room where my childhood slept within
I sat astride the fiery steed of eighteen
A champing racehorse waiting for the running to begin
There was a time I thought I'd stay forever
My first foremost endeavour to build a life here for evermore
My heart back then was as light as a feather
A kitten playing with a strip of leather on a sunny morning porch
How long will I go, I don't know, I don't know
I never felt the tow of the pulling tides of time
I went across where the snow was a blanket shifting
And the grey concrete was drifting under pylons in the rain
And we huddled close inside those old stone houses
Gripping drams to douse us with the liquors warming flame
And through the years as the city swelled and thickened
My sluggish heartbeat quickened when I thought of going home
So to pyramids and canyons and rolling tumbling rivers
And through rich fat wheat that shivers I continued to roam
How long will I go, I don't know, I don't know
I never felt the tow of the pulling tides of time
Now I stand and breathe where the waves crash on the shoreline
And the sea winds on the borderline of vicious come to rest
Here on this sand were my toes first in the water
My innocence to slaughter, my bones growing in my chest
How long did I go, I don't know, I don't know
Now that I feel the tow of the pulling tides of time
How long will I stay, I can't say, I can't say
I'll wait to be swept away by the pulling tides of time