"Until Then" A video tribrute to our troops
Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 12:17 pm
http://www.soldierworks.com/untilthen.htm
If you click on the link above you'll see the video of a tribute to our troops by Todd Clegg
The name of the song playing in the background is called, "Homeward Bound." It is from the Road Home by The Choirs of Brigham Young University
Homeward Bound
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing and the sky is clear and red.
When the summerâ??s ceased its gleaming,
When the corn is past its prime,
When adventureâ??s lost its meaning,
Iâ??ll be homeward bound in time.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and Iâ??ll return to you somehow.
If you find itâ??s me you're missing, if youâ??re hoping Iâ??ll return.
To your thoughts Iâ??ll soon be listâ??ning, and in the road Iâ??ll stop and turn.
Then the wind will set me racing as my journey nears its end.
And the path Iâ??ll be retracing when Iâ??m homeward bound again.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and Iâ??ll return to you somehow.
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
Iâ??ll be homeward bound again.
-Music and Lyrics by Marta Keen
If you click on the link above you'll see the video of a tribute to our troops by Todd Clegg
The name of the song playing in the background is called, "Homeward Bound." It is from the Road Home by The Choirs of Brigham Young University
Homeward Bound
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing and the sky is clear and red.
When the summerâ??s ceased its gleaming,
When the corn is past its prime,
When adventureâ??s lost its meaning,
Iâ??ll be homeward bound in time.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and Iâ??ll return to you somehow.
If you find itâ??s me you're missing, if youâ??re hoping Iâ??ll return.
To your thoughts Iâ??ll soon be listâ??ning, and in the road Iâ??ll stop and turn.
Then the wind will set me racing as my journey nears its end.
And the path Iâ??ll be retracing when Iâ??m homeward bound again.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and Iâ??ll return to you somehow.
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
Iâ??ll be homeward bound again.
-Music and Lyrics by Marta Keen