The Wood Thrush's Song Lyrics - Calling Me Home - Kathy Mattea

I walked down the hall where the woods used to stand 

Concrete at my feet, brick walls at every hand 

And over my head steel girders so strong 

Where I first felt the spell of the Wood Thrush's song 

Now the Wood Thrush has vanished, seeking the place 

That's not felt the crush of man's embrace 

The steep woods are gone now, and oh, how I long 

To again feel the spell of the Wood Thrush's song 

Over my head just a few years ago 

The poplar leaves shivered when the breezes did blow 

Now the deep hum of engines drowns the soft sigh 

Of the wind in the leaves of the few trees nearby 

Man is the inventor, the builder, the sage 

The writer and seeker of truth by the page 

But all of his knowledge can never explain 

The deep mystery of the Wood Thrush refrain