Way Back Home

When the snow melts high on the mountain top
It’s on its way back home
Run down to the river, meet another rain drop
It’s on its way back home

When the spring air warms and the birds wing by
They’re on their way back home
Rushing back to the nest, gonna bring a new life
They’re on their way back home

Everything that I can see
Doesn’t even bother to look at me
They’re just singing loud and cheerfully
“We’re on our way back home”

When I lay down my shovel and the work is done
I’m on my way back home
Give a shout to the mountains and the setting sun
I’m on my way back home

When my grandmother sits in her rocking chair
She’s on her way back home
She lived her life as one long prayer
And she’s on her way back home

Everything that I can see
Doesn’t even bother to look at me
They’re just singing loud and cheerfully
“We’re on our way back home”


© Gregory J. Yoder, 2016