"Follow Me"

I recently had this refrain running through my head over and over again to a variation of a traditional Irish tune called The Chanter's Song. While I was hearing it, I kept picturing being surrounded by children somewhere in the Middle East, I think, and they were all vying for my attention, trying to pull me to their village to help them. I finally jotted down the lyrics in an effort to get it to stop repeating, so here you go:

There's a way 

through the wind and the sea.

All around they cried, "Follow me! Follow me!"

And I heard them laugh 

and I heard them scream.

All around they cried, "Follow me! Follow me!"

"Why," they ask,

"are you caught in a dream?

There's a world out here and we have many needs."

And they took my hands

and pulled me through their streets.

All around they cried, "Come with me! Follow me!"

And I said to them,

"It's not as easy as it seems.

I have school and debt and not many means."

And they faded fast

receding into dreams

and they called to me, "Come with me! Follow me!"

Saying:

There's a way 

through the wind and the sea.

All around they cried, "Follow me! Follow me!"

And I heard them laugh 

and I heard them scream.

All around they cried, "Follow me! Follow me!"