Take me back again to your world
I want to revel in the memory
There's only so much juice to squeeze out this lemon tree
Come now
One for the ages, so the birds can nest
Home from the play, I grow cynical
But I'll sit with my anger till it weeps
Oh, bend to my pleasure, let it please

Amsterdam in June, a good year
For stepping out, acknowledging
Back to where the family perched in 1973
Come now
Sing for the bluejay in the yard at dawn
When did we get so damn serious?
Won't you sway with your sadness, make it laugh?
Ooh, armed with the future and the past

And from this night gloom soars the bird
High above Lake Superior
Fresh water ripples underwing
Here where the wild geese come to sing

Catch me at the edge of waking
The focus fades and wanders
Dust, a little dance in new light, an echo rings
Come now
Where is your fondness so familiar?
It's only a habit you tailored
Stitch on what you find out when you do
There's threads of the old in the new

Oh
Oh
Oh, sing as the wild geese
Oh, sing as the wild geese
Oh, sing as the wild geese
Oh, sing as the wild geese