Old Grey…
I recall the ring before it broke…
Your song stirs something deep within
Like chords pulling straight from memory
I can’t find the words, they still remain veiled
Yet I know it is old, I know that it’s forgotten
I remember when you roamed freely
I remember when we roamed together
I remember us before our paths got separated
I remember the ring before it broke
Always wary about me, and I about you
Always wary about you, and you about me
You may run to my forests
Roam freely in my mountains
Lead your pack to my valleys
Let us restore the ring
I shall sing you safe on your way
I shall sing you safely home