Heron Song

And once I walked a million miles

All the way to Yugoslavia

And I carried you all of the way

For where I was then there you areAs the sun rose o'er the curb stones

By the road where I'd been sleeping

Them night-long trucks, as they roared by

They could not drown my weepingAnd it was me and I alone

Who looked toward the far horizon

And I saw King Heron on his dead tree throne

And I knew not which to keep my mind onNow I cannot speak for everyone

For they got their reasons, all on this road

But, Heron, would that I had your wings

For then I'd know where I would go

For then I'd know where I would go