The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings
If I was a tree
If I was another flower
If I was the sea
If I was another river
If I was the sun
If I was the moonlit mountain
If I was a bird
If I was the dinosaur
If I was the whale
If I was another dolphin
If I wasn't me
What would there be left of loving?
Strange was the day of dawn and I would have seen it all
All times would have passed me by and I heard the blackbirds singing
Songs from the deep of dawn, mothers of Earth and sea
What would I possibly be without love?
Now, were not that far away, soon enough we ride them starships
See how we work the play, time will tell to touch the stargatеs
Eagerly we send our drеams to the big black void
Flesh and bone, now lift us up, from the dusty dreams
A billion hearts, a song within
Running home, running high, send your heart, touch the sky
Hurry home, hurry by, to your home in the sky
Free from the bad old ways, soon set for the Silver Mountains
See how the children play, closer to what's coming soon
Eagerly they drop their dreams to the big black void
Flesh and bone now hold them back, like the rusty chains
Billion souls, now turn to fate
Coming strong but losing late
Running home, running high, send your heart, to the sky
Hurry home, hurry by, to your home, in the sky
Calling home, calling love, send your dreams, back to me
Running home, running high, knowing love, cover me
We put no trust in the goverment
All got it wrong, no one Heaven sent
Papermen pin down the elements
Try to control the environment
Running high, running free
Another you, another me
Out of sleep, out of touch
All too much, all too much
Look at the world from a different pace
You run the show from a dirrerent space
Numbers and words, not saving grace
Gently the years in your father's face
Running high, running free
Another you, another me
Out of sleep, out of touch
All too much, all too much
Running home, running high send your heart to the sky
Hurry home, hurry by, to your home in the sky
Calling home, calling love, send your dreams back to me
Running home, running high, knowing love will cover me
Calling Home was written by Roine Stolt.
Calling Home was produced by Roine Stolt.
The Flower Kings released Calling Home on Tue Nov 16 1999.