Close To Home

All that I had to give, I gave that boy
Once he was young and once he brought my heart such joy
He'd ride my shoulders and 'cross the fields we'd roam
I still can see those moments like yesterday
I was a fool to think they'd make him want to stay
At home.

One two three
Owls are in the tree
Four five six
Foxes in the sticks
Six five four
Goslings on the shore
Three two one
Now we all go home.

One two three
Owls are in the tree
Four five six
Foxes in the sticks
Six five four
Goslings on the shore
Three two one
Now we all go home.

It's time to make a home
Heaven knows the life's been hard
Summers brief and arid
Winters bleak and numb.

Look what we call home
These old walls are stained and scarred.

I can still remember
What each scar was from
You could call it run down
Worn out
Threadbare.

And I guess you'd come
Close to home
Close to home.

And I remember, in someone else's garden long ago
We had all we could eat
But it seems the fruit our own hands grow
Somehow tastes twice as sweet.

Six five four
Goslings on the shore
Three two one
Now we all go home.

On this barren plot
One two three
Owls are in the tree
We'll plant our wheat and dig our well
Four five six
Foxes in the sticks
And we'll be a family
Six five four
Goslings on the shore.

Steady as a star
Look at what we've got
Ba ba bum, ba ba ba ba bum
Only what we've made ourselves
Eight nine ten, now we start again.

Though it's next to nothing
Look how rich we are
Funny now how Eden doesn't seem so far.

Come sit besides me in the dying light
What storms the morning brings, we'll weather all right
Your hand in my hand
And as we sit here, huddled in the gloom
Paradise seems strangely close
Close to home.

Ba ba bum, ba ba ba ba bum
Close to home
Three two one
Now we all go
Home.