SoonA hyena laughs In the shadow of a factory plume The needle points to the east I will be leaving Soon The roar of the engine's fire The shake of the rocket's climb Flight plan set for the east I will be leaving Soon Guiding me home Guiding me home and soon Guiding me home Guiding me home and soon The sweet smell of the ocean air The croaking of a walrus herd The wind pushes to the west I will be leaving Soon Guiding me home Guiding me home and soon Guiding me home Guiding me home and soon I will be leaving soon I will be leaving soon I wilil be leaving soon |