Lyrics from the album “Carry Me Home”
Marco Perella: vocals, hummel, vibes, Hammond organ
Rob Halverson: bass
Booka Michel: congas, dumbek, celba de jubia
Mike Maddux: accordion
Speak to me of home times
Fill my heart with peace
Gentle, rolling hills of green
Under the summer moonlight
Down beneath the trees
And over the sky my soul has taken wing.
But has it ever happened?
Has it been a dream?
Reflections, shining in a tear.
All of us were searching
Listening to the breeze
Trying to find a song to still our fear.
Blessings be
Rolling free
Come, come to me, come
to me.
Often near the dawn
I spoke of times to come
And places that we might have been.
The girls and boys were dancing
Trying to fall in love
Do you really know what they have seen?
But the candle’s burning lower
It’s the ending of the year
Another round of reasons all undone.
The time has not been chosen
To rise on up again
But I believe the time is soon to come.
Blessings be
Rolling free
Come, come to me, come
to me.
It could have been my madness
It could have been my grief
That made me want to run and hide.
But the green and growing forest
The river cool and deep
Helped me to find you down inside.
See the ocean burning child
Midnight softly calls
Through broken halls of castles standing still.
The earth is warm and golden
With songs of birth and death
And of birth and death my child must drink his fill.
Blessings be
Rolling free
Come, come to me, come
to me