True North (In Dreams Begin Possibilities)

I once came from a land
To the North of the sun
On our icy rocks
Nothing would grow

So I took to the seas
Through the storms
Lashing me
But returned and saw rich soil below

Bone deep were my fears
Clutched tight, held them dear
For the old land held secrets
Beneath the snows
For the old land held secrets

I stood on the gale
Wore the wind like a veil
Current whispered to me
Of its sorrow

Spent years from my fire
New sights, golden spires
And I wondered if I could
Return to my home

The sun weathered my skin
And I longed for my kin
Swam the salt baths
As I walked this winding path

Time spent in my bone cage
On the wide whale road I did rage
Rainbow byways lit my travels
This grey, old rover must return

My frame did grow wiry
My shoulders bowed and weary
The scars that I earned
Had their own sacred stories

Went searching so long
They sang my life's song
But I put dock at hearth side
Once more

Harps strummed of my days
On the cold, Northern waves
Made my way back
Made my way back
Made my way back
For the old land held secrets beneath the snows