Horticulture - Ogygia to Ithaca, Pt. 3: Owl Flies Home Lyrics

I'm flying,
Winging my way across the waves,
Across the bluest ocean,
Bluest, deepest,
She's out there singing,
Singing across the waves,
She says, 'I've always loved you,
I have always loved you',
And the wind it is blowing,
Rushing up against my eyes,
Flying backwards through time,
From Troy to Ithaca,
And the wind blows harder,
And the clouds they scatter,
Below me an archipelago,
Santa Catalina,
Providencia,
San Andres,
I bank eastward,
Over Cartagena,
The Andes rise to meet me,
And through my feathers my heart beats,
I can hardly wait

-Owl flies home -

That was the story of the feathered owl, the feathered owl,
That was the story of 'Owl Flies Home', 'Owl Flies Home',
That was the story so goodbye, chao, goodbye, chao,
That was the story of the feathered owl, the feathered owl