I am coming home
I've been away too long.
A campfire in the lonely desert;
The smell of sage, and coffee brewing;
Twinkling diamonds in a black velvet sky,
Calling me home.

I've been here too long, I've paid my dues.
I've spent my time.
I've had, and given love.
I've hurt no one, or thing, by design.
I've given a helping hand, and received one.
I've known cold, hunger, and plenty.
Now I feel the stars calling me home.

I don't know how I came here.
I don't remember from where.
But home I'll know, when I see it.
I'll know it when I'm there.
My mind is ready.
I have nothing to prepare.

The body is of this world, so I leave it.
I take nothing from it, to change its destiny.

The Lord is my shepherd; please shepherd me home.
The stars are calling me, Calling me Home.