There is something drawing me,
to a place I've never been.
A land that's a part of me,
and something from within.
It might be from another time,
when I was not around.
But it is truely drawing me,
in a way thats so profound.
To you it may be a mystery,
why this should be so strong.
But in my soul I know this,
it's where my heart belongs.
The legends and myths,
are always in my mind.
And there I need to go,
to see what I shall find.
If for no other reason,
than just to see what's calling.
The time has come for me,
to put and end to all my stalling.
For Ireland is calling me,
to see its emerald shores.
For my ancestry is calling,
and sometimes it truly roars.
I guess its like a favored son,
that's drawn back to this land.
For this is not something,
that I can truely understand.
But it is truly out there,
and begging me to come.
Those ancestors of old,
to show me where I'm from.
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