Wandering wondering whether to go
From which way does the wind blow
Shall I wait until tomorrow?
Or pose on this wall for a day or too
Gaining my strength for the journey to do
How I will get there, nobody knows
I’m drawn to the power of the planet below
For she knows
And guides me as home I roam
Across the channel by the wind blown
And here am I doing it all alone
Making my long journey home

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