Joselyn: LISTEN

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Verse 1

I was born a poor man’s daughter

Rich by any other means of measuring wealth

Blessed to be born on this continent, space and time

Beautiful, in good health

My mother would take my hand to teach me

The names of the flowers that grew

On the golden mountain overlooking my home

Under a colbalt blue

But the gray skies came with summer rain

Wanderlust infected my veins

I was seduced by the train whistle moan

Beckoning far from my home

 

Chorus 1

Now my home is scattered

To the four winds, I’m at the center

I’m calling my father, my brother, my sister

Back to me

Now my home is raging

Am I the one who can save it

I’m calling, my brother, my father my sister

Back to me

But they will take their own journey

 

Verse 2

If I was a savior, I would heal her memories

If I was a healer, I would banish his disease

If I had one wish down here upon my knees

I would keep you here with me

Memories in your ghost eyes

I tried but I fell

Our dreams rise on the waiting tide

But go down the wishing well

 

Chorus 2

Now our home is scattered

To the four winds I’m at the center

I’m calling my father, my brother, my sister

Back to me

Now my home is raging

Am I the one who can save it

I’m calling, my brother, my father my sister

Back to me

But they will take their own journey

Can’t keep those I love with me

They will take their own journey