How long have they been?
These scenes of oldest memories so keen
How long has it been since?
When my eyes saw these very things
A journey so long and weary
Yet renewing the memories, even the ones that were blurry
The antique scenery, wide and varied
All along the long, winding way back home
The only place, my roots deeply sown
But is there a welcome for me in my homeland?
Shall home ever recall this returning son?