Calling Out

April 3, 2005

I hear you calling out

When I sleep in the night

And the voices of each of you

Bring tears to my eyes

Oh, fair ones, my children

Hear me when I say

My beloved, my wife

I will be home one day

For the misty waters

The gulls in the blue sky

Have held my heart too long

How I wish I could fly

Can you hear me calling out

In the cool distant night

Under the moon and stars

My children, my wife.

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