Wearyland - The Swallow Lyrics

I'm a traveler heading home
With worn-out shoes and weary bones
My tan reflects a road along blue skies.
(All the stories you tell I wonder if they're true)
I've been traveling all alone
To where a swallow may have flown
Where flowers bloom and mighty mountains rise.
(Are you sure that this song really is 'bout you?)

I see my hometown reappear
The pub with all my friends so dear
The house where every Sunday lasts a year.
And as I lay my suitcase on the bed
Before my eyes a swallow stops to rest.
It shivers and it turns
To where the sunlight burns
And then it flies.

These men in humdrum bars
They dreamed about big cars
And while they drank I dreamed about past times.
(How I hated when you dropped me off in that old car)
I thought about the bay
Me and my brother used to play
Where we thought we were cool betting for dimes.
(Do you think that your brother takes his children there?)

And now that I'm returning here
My innocence has disappeared
The raindrops on the sand seem little tears.
And while I'm looking for lost coins in the sand
A beautiful blue swallow touches land.
It shivers and it turns
To where the sunlight burns
And then it flies.

I'm a traveler leaving home
Ready for an endless roam
Heading for a road with clear blue skies.
(I can see that this song is really about you)