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This glancing life is like a morning star |
This glancing life is like a morning star |
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A setting sun, or rolling waves at sea |
A setting sun, or rolling waves at sea |
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A gentle breeze or lightning in a storm |
A gentle breeze or lightning in a storm |
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A dancing dream of all eternity |
A dancing dream of all eternity |
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The sand was shimmering in the morning light |
The sand was shimmering in the morning light |
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And dancing off the dunes so far away |
And dancing off the dunes so far away |
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The night held music so sweet, so long |
The night held music so sweet, so long |
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And there we lay until the break of day |
And there we lay until the break of day |
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We woke that morning at the onward call |
We woke that morning at the onward call |
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Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full |
Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full |
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The sun was rising in the eastern sky |
The sun was rising in the eastern sky |
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Just as we set out to the desert's cry |
Just as we set out to the desert's cry |
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Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
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The tents grew smaller as we rode away |
The tents grew smaller as we rode away |
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On earth that tells of many passing days |
On earth that tells of many passing days |
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The months of peace and all the years of war |
The months of peace and all the years of war |
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The lives of love and all the lives of fears |
The lives of love and all the lives of fears |
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Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
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We crossed the river beds all etched in stone |
We crossed the river beds all etched in stone |
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And up the mighty mountains ever known |
And up the mighty mountains ever known |
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Beyond the valleys in the searing heat |
Beyond the valleys in the searing heat |
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Until we reached the caravanserai |
Until we reached the caravanserai |
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Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
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Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
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What is this life that pulls me far away |
What is this life that pulls me far away |
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What is that home where we cannot reside |
What is that home where we cannot reside |
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What is that quest that pulls me onward |
What is that quest that pulls me onward |
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My heart is full when you are by my side |
My heart is full when you are by my side |
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Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
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Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you |
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-Caravanserai by Lorena McKennitt |
-Caravanserai by Lorena McKennitt |
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Revision as of 01:00, 13 January 2016
This glancing life is like a morning star
A setting sun, or rolling waves at sea
A gentle breeze or lightning in a storm
A dancing dream of all eternity
The sand was shimmering in the morning light
And dancing off the dunes so far away
The night held music so sweet, so long
And there we lay until the break of day
We woke that morning at the onward call
Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full
The sun was rising in the eastern sky
Just as we set out to the desert's cry
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
The tents grew smaller as we rode away
On earth that tells of many passing days
The months of peace and all the years of war
The lives of love and all the lives of fears
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
We crossed the river beds all etched in stone
And up the mighty mountains ever known
Beyond the valleys in the searing heat
Until we reached the caravanserai
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
What is this life that pulls me far away
What is that home where we cannot reside
What is that quest that pulls me onward
My heart is full when you are by my side
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
-Caravanserai by Lorena McKennitt