Lyrics

I was born long ago in the age of the Crow
When shadows swirled and whispered in the air
Then I heard a silent voice telling me I had no choice
I could follow her or fall into despair

That’s when I started out on the long journey home
That began in the third eclipse of Man
And the long journey home keeps me ever moving on
As I search in every corner of this land

Whistle over harmonica

I have sought low and high like an eagle in the sky
But the place I seek is still eluding me
Ten thousand years have passed since the moment that I cast
My fishing line into that boiling sea

That’s when I started out on the long journey home
That began in the third eclipse of Man
And the long journey home keeps me ever moving on
As I search in every corner of this land