Far Distant Drums

 There’s a gentle breeze blowing over the treetops tonight

There’s a wish in my heart that somehow feels right

I made a journey from my home town last spring

Seeking freedom a peaceful, new beginning

I struggled with the things that life threw at me

Never complaining nor expecting anything for free

But war teaches you that your heart needs a home

That special place that says you’ll never more roam

Time finds a way to hear when you call

It drifts into focus then can help heal the fall

Clock hands turn quickly, then start to slow down

Tormenting your mind as your face hits the ground

Will I find a lamp for three wishes to rub?

Or a forgotten corked bottle with a note from my love?

I wanted freedom, new generations to come

All I heard was the bugle and far distant drums

The bright summer sun has faded away

I cry as I remember my life left that day

The moon now shines a light in my eyes

No one will find me, in death now disguised

Leaving a world where life broke me down

Where no where was left , no home in my town

People forgot me, never saying my name

Oh the heartache I carried along with my pain

So much love to give yet ridiculed and mocked

Now they’ll never see the light that has sparked

I guess I may forgive them, now a silent man

Finally finding Heaven here in my hand

Will I find a lamp for three wishes to rub?

Or a forgotten corked bottle with a note from my love?

I wanted freedom, new generations to come

All I heard was the bugle and far distant drums