Call me Home

[Verse I]
I wear a face the weekdays made
I count my hours, dull and gray
But leather, dust, and candle flame
Are calling me by a truer name
The drums remember who I am
The road remembers how I roam
I cross the line of timbered gates
And every step feels like home

[Pre-Chorus]
I drop the weight I drag all year
And breathe in deep
....I belong right here

[Chorus]
When the gates open to me
And the banners cut the sky
I am more than I pretend to be
I am whole, and I am alive
I wait all year, I ache, I swear
For firelight and fiddle tone
I am only truly myself
When the fair gates call me home

[Verse II]
The seasons crawl, the months conspire
To keep me dressed in modern skin
My hands forget the honest work
My voice whispers the songs within
I mark the days like notches cut
Upon a post I’ll one day burn
Each mile calls like beating drums
I know just what I yearn

[Chorus]
When the gates open to me
And the banners cut the sky
I am more than I pretend to be
I am whole, and I am alive
I wait all year, I ache, I swear
For firelight and fiddle tone
I am only truly myself
When the fair gates call me home

[Bridge]
When the tents come down, I stay in place
Half of me won’t leave that ground
I walk away, but leave behind
The truest heart I’ve ever found
I'm just not me without those gates...

[Final Chorus (strong, communal)]
When the gates call home to me
I hear the crowd and feel the stone
My heart waits anxiously
I’ll wait again, I always do
With patience learned in aching bone
I live between the opening bells
Till the gates call home

[Fade]
I'll always come when they call
A Rennie through and through
So pull those gates and let me in
Let me come back home

Medieval, male, male vocals, folk, violin, Irish, celtic, upbeat, harp, hand drum, bodhran