Tinker's Trail - Johnny Flynn

All of your traveling all on your own

Are you going to tomorrow, or are you headed home?

Summer laughing

Glacial twist

Christmas parting

Knock-out whist

Love’s been in the air too long

Love’s long-trodden face is wrong

I’m still here and this I’m told

When joyful in these days of old

I’m fanciful and resting there

Cared for in the soil bare

All of your traveling all on your own

Are you going to tomorrow, or are you headed home?

A heart beats on the tinker’s trail

Steal kisses midst the stiles and bales

Write sonnets so the hope might flow

Sow seeds of footsteps, something grows

But fields stay barren, fields are fallow

Put posies where our boy might follow

Chew nods off necks, say something clever

Have a belter, ne’er say never

All of your traveling all on your own

Are you going to tomorrow, or are you headed home?

All of your traveling all on your own

Are you going to tomorrow, or are you headed home?