Where I Lay My Egg

[Verse 1]
I walk these roads
Dust on my feet, my clothes
Everybody’s pot
I taste a little, then go
Many fires burning
So many spoons in the stew
But when the dawn comes
I know where I’m running to
[Chorus]
A chicken can eat all over the village
But it knows where to lay the egg
I might wander, I might drift for a minute
But I know where I rest my head
I know my people
I know my home
A chicken can eat all over the village
But it knows where to lay the egg
[Verse 2]
Sweet tongues talking
Promising gold and grain
Big plates shining
But their love won’t share my name
When the rain is heavy
When my bones feel the cold
It’s that little doorway
Where my story’s always told
[Chorus]
A chicken can eat all over the village
But it knows where to lay the egg
I might wander, I might drift for a minute
But I know where I rest my head
I know my people
I know my home
A chicken can eat all over the village
But it knows where to lay the egg

Afro-folk groove with acoustic guitar, light percussion, and warm bass; call-and-response backing vocals on the hook. Mid-tempo village-party feel that starts sparse and builds with hand drums and claps in the chorus. Male vocals, earthy and conversational in the verses, opening into a singalong chant on the title line.