Return To The Wild
Karan Casey / Sean Óg Graham
Do you hear the trees fall in the forest
Do you hear the Moon at night
Do you hear the cuckoo as she sleeps
Hear the rolling of the deep
Rolling of the deep
Do you hear the fern out in the fields
Do you think that music heals
Do you hear the twilight stepping down
Before her feet touch the ground
She makes no sound
I will return
Return to the wild
To my wild birds and deer
I will return to the wild
If you let sorrow come in on you
He will come and stay
He will sit down to wine and dine
And he won’t go away
Do you hear the ships sail in the forest
Do you hear the strawberries grow in the salt sea
Do you hear the amber falls
Your memory calls
I will return
Return to the wild
To my wild birds and deer
I will return to the wild