Rooted in Time, this Circle of Stone
Guarding the Old Ways, Standing alone
Whispering prayers to Earth, Rain and Air
Calling me Home, Calling me Home
Ancient the Hills, the Bones of the Land
Guarding the Old Ways, Mighty and Still
Whispering prayers to Earth, Rain and Air
You are my Home, You are my Home
By Star and Stone, by the Power of the Land
You are my Home
By Willow and Elm, By Oak, Ash and Thorn
Once mighty forests this Land did adorn
Guarding the Old Ways, Awaiting the Days
When we Return, When we Return
By Star and Stone, By the Power of the Land
We will Return