LYRICS
Hurling through space on this land mass
Around the sun make one more pass
Awful glad we’re nomad
The best times we’ve ever had
You can only be coming home
By making home where you roam
Using Earth as our mothership
Hoping we learn some stewardship
Time to get our house in shape
Starting to give instead of take
Chorus
Easy to see we’re merely gypsies
Making our wagon from earth and seas
Traveling through time… traveling through space
Calling the journey our sovereign place
ABOUT THE SONG
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Written and recorded as a live 1-track stereo recording in West Chester, PA.
Daniel — Vocals, Guitar
From the album Daily Lessons
by Daniel Brouse