i've lived here before

i've lived here before in days of old

i recognise these buildings in my soul

i know each winding road

and every rise

is friendly and familiar to my eyes

i've lived here before i do believe

i have rejoiced in these fields and i've grieved

i can feel it in my blood

that i belong

to this strange and stony rock i stand upon

yet i cannot put a name upon it

i cannot place the time

nor see the land as it once was

nor tell which house was mine

no i cannot put a name upon it

which was where and when

yet here i am

a perfect stranger

home again

there's confusion in my head as i depart

but a singing

ringing

soaring in my heart

for beyond all time and space and doubt

i know

i've lived here before

long ago