Song of Home (Van Morrison)

Well it's written in the wind For the story to begin I will go back to my kin across the sea And the bird that's on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly Well the further I must go Then the nearer I must stay Men have sailed the seven seas to be free And like that bird that's on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly I can see the harbour lights Hear the foghorns in the night All up and down the lough, calling From the rocky shores of Maine I will sail back home again Back to where my heart longs to be And the bird that's on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly I can see the harbour lights Hear the foghorns in the night Moving up and down the lough, calling, calling From the rocky shores of Spain I will sail back home again Back to where my heart will always be And like a bird that's on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly He can hear the song of home endlessly He can hear the song of home endlessly