and shall be one again
and few the ones with help to lend
within the world of men.
     One day i walk in flowers
     one day i walk on stones
     today i walk in hours
     one day i shall be home

I have sat on the street corner
and watched the bootheels shine
and cried out glad and cried out sad
with every voice but mine.
     One day i walk in flowers
     one day i walk on stones
     today i walk in hours
     one day i shall be home
     one day i shall be home

(burritt's rapids, ont. -- june, 1970