Wand'ring Song -- Continued and renamed.

Here's the second half, which came to me as I was riding a bus to the Hong Kong Airport. The cadence changes for the third section, and I have no idea how to convey that.

I have turned my face to the west,
and I'm longing for my home
I have learned that life tastes best,
when you savour where you roam.

Lord. I'm on my way back home,
and I hope that you'll remember me
this is a pause in a wand'ring song
but I'll soon be back on the road with thee.


Thursday, August 06, 2009

Traveling Song.

Lord, I'm such a long way from home.

And I don't know if they'll remember me.

I know I've been gone too long,

but my wandering heart won't let me be.

Lord there's a devil on my tail,

and I don't think he'll just cut me loose.

In this quest I must not fail,

but it's hard to win when you search for truth.

Cadence provided by the Indonesian Working Song, which I didn't understand, but was incredibly compelled by, and heard throughout my time there. Words the consequence of being on the road, on my own, for an extended period.

Sunday, August 02, 2009